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It's been an hour when the rank of the companies was posted, also when Junhoe's blood boils at its finest because from the highest they dropped down to the 5th lowest. He never had a migraine-like this before, he wanted to rip his brain into two so they could process individually and think of how this company will get its thrown back.
He frustratedly slammed the door of his office as soon as he gets in, making his secretary flinched at the loud noise. She was holding her planner nervously as she stood in the middle of the room, waiting for her boss to do something.
"Make me a coffee." He firmly said, he lounges on his seat while massaging his temple. Once his secretary was gone, he pressed his eyes tight and tried to clear his mind. He's been the head of Elligoure for three years now and heck he'll never let the only thing he has to be down. Though everyone in Canada knows how filthy rich his family is, this company became his home ever since he left them and decided to be done with their antiques. He'll never want to stay in a place where everyone controls him, where everyone thought money was their God.
So he built his own empire. He starts from scratches and dreams, listing down the goals he needs to accomplish so he could step up a little. Junhoe was born with a golden spoon hanging on his mouth but instead of owning it, he makes one for himself.
"Sir, the new marketing manager has arrived." One of his employees entered, his name is Jaeho, if he wasn't mistaken. He slowly opened his eyes after collecting his thoughts. "I'll see him in a bit."
"Aren't you supposed to be locked in your office?", Jinhwan asked as soon as he hands him a glass of wine. After his stressful work, he decided to crash into his friend's house instead of spending his night over something that will just make his head hurt. " I thought you want me to rest?"
"Well, your company is in the middle of a crisis and I supposed this is not the time to rest," Jinhwan shrugged before having a sip from his glass. He had warned Junhoe before, to take rest whilst the company was still at its best, but the latter has a head which is harder than a rock. "Just for tonight, geez. It's not like I'm running away from my responsibility."
"I've never said that." After their low-key argument, they both heard the door closed which made Jinhwan rise from his seat, "You're early." Jinhwan said as soon as he saw his husband. He walks towards him and brought his arms around Chanwoo's neck before giving him a peck. They are living together for three years now and having them around makes Junhoe's ass feel alone as ever. "I don't want any live show tonight, love birds."
Chanwoo stepped back, allowing himself to see who was sitting on their couch, "You're here. I haven't seen you around in while." He commented before detaching himself from Jinhwan. As from what can Junhoe remember, Chanwoo works as a lawyer now, and not to mention that he's a top-notch one. Jinhwan was a lucky bastard, "Ugh, stop stating the obvious."
"I heard what happened about Elligoure." Chanwoo placed his briefcase on the coffee table as he joins them in the living room. He adjusts his necktie before settling down beside his husband, who now has an intoxicating smell because of the mixture of his perfume and the wine. Junhoe swore, he can even feel the tension between them. "What's your plan then?"
"If I have one, you're probably not seeing me now, sitting here." He rolled his eyes before gulping down his drink, ignoring the burning line down in his throat. He was never vocal about his burdens, he just wants someone to drink with him. He was about to stand to refill his glass with ice, but then he felt his phone vibrate, indicating he received a new message.
' Good evening, Koo Junhoe. Sorry to interrupt your night. This is Mrs. Lyon. I would like to arrange a meeting with you tomorrow if you'll agree .'
"Speaking of the plan." He finally stood up. The two turn their attention to him as he smiles mischievously. Receiving a message from one of the most known CEO might change the mood of his night. He wasn't that fond of her, they just know each other because of attending the same events and charities, nothing more.
"Cut the crap, what is it?" Jinhwan said, obviously annoyed by Junhoe's smile.
"I received a message from Mrs.Lyon." though he wasn't sure what was the meeting about, he has a feeling that it will help his company's problem. Besides, the lady wouldn't use much of her time and money just for his contact.
"Isn't she the one who bought the painting I want? Damn it, it looks good on my wall." Jinhwan said. He can vividly remember the day they went out of the country for an auction and he only wants one thing, but that entitled rich CEO restrained him. It was also the day when Junhoe formally got introduced to her, having a small conversation and business talk. She was an interesting person, indeed, maybe that's why Junhoe wanted to know her more that day.
"I think she's beneficial for you.", Chanwoo nonchalantly said as he adjusts himself on the sofa. He has a point. Junhoe thinks Mrs.Lyon could be his alas now, "I shall go then." He stated. He rests his coat on his broad shoulders, dusts it when he saw some parts were wrinkled due to his sitting position earlier.
'Sure .'