Ploy.

"What the hell are you up to?" Ji-Tae demanded as he trailed behind Dan-Han into his office.

He watched as the man lowered himself to his seat behind his large mahogany desk and turned on his laptop, with no care whatsoever of answering his question.

"Lee Dan-Han." He growled with a clipped voice.

"I'm not answering you because I don't see the need to explain myself twice." Dan-Han bluntly told him without taking his eyes off his laptop. He had said everything worth saying in the board room, and all had been concluded, so there was no need to repeat his words.

Ji-Tae looked at him incredulously. "You don't get to explain yourself?" He almost snapped while Dan-Han couldn't help but raise his gaze to him.