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"Are you going to the police station today?" Yanmei asked. She rested her face on his chest, simply listening to his heartbeat. Her arm stretched to hug his waist.

"No. Ha-joon is with them. That's more than enough help. Besides, I am the president of a big investment company and gun production corporation. Do they really expect me to play along with that maniac? Whoever this fake Friday Midnight is, he is bound to get doomed." Anton said while covering his eyes with his arm. He was ready to close his eyes and rest. 

"You are right. Just rest for now," she said while pecking on his chest.

While Yanmei was relieved that she successfully toned down his anger, she was worried about his reputation. For now, the police had not released the kidnapper's request for Anton's cooperation, but what will the community think should they find this out?