Chapter 57

It doesn't take long until we hear knocks on the door of my office, and I see the image of my best friend, Hajun, appear dressed in his best suit. I smile because he seems determined to exude confidence with his 'invincible lawyer' attitude—and he might just succeed. His hair is neatly slicked back, revealing his forehead. He looks at us and greets us briefly.

"Good morning," I say as we stand up. Jaejun seems a bit awkward to have him here; he bows and hugs my arm.

"Shall we go?" he calls.

"Let's. The helicopter is ready."

Hajun nods, adjusting his tie and the black leather folder he carries with him.

Walking to the terrace, Hajun leads the way. His straight nose pointed upwards unintentionally exudes an air of intimidation to anyone who looks at us, guiding us and even opening the passage door to the helipad for Jaejun and me to pass through.

"Jaejun, where is your grandmother?" Hajun a