I, Park Ye Jun hand over my company's South Korean branch to the heir of SJ, with all consciousness.'
The last paragraph of the last page of the three pages inside the envelope was all Se Jeong could see now.
She frowned deeply and her eyes filled with anger as she clothed to those papers.
"Why are you doing all this, Ye Jun?" she gritted her teeth.
Looking in front she breathed out sharply and drove towards the airport at a high speed.
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Here Ye Jun stood in front of Yuna.
"She woke up?" He mumbled.
"I know what you're thinking, but I don't know what cafe she was talking about. All she said was to ask you to come near the same cafe." she folded her arms as she spoke.
Ye Jun's lips parted and his hands unpocketed slowly.
"Given her condition, she won't last long in the hospital clothes out there."
She said and Ye Jun ran towards the exit.