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I was currently in Hoop Entertainment's executive meeting room. On the table, my phone played back the recording captured by Lackey at Club JJ. Yoon Dong-Gu's voice was clear and damning.
-I brought the hundred million.
-As long as I stay at Hoop, I'll keep handing over two to five million every time a small tabloid piece comes up. You know Bok Seon-Ill's hot right now.
-Just think of it as alimony you should've gotten twenty years ago. Take it easy and enjoy the money.
…
It was undeniable evidence proving Yoon Dong-Gu had colluded with Bok Seon-Ill's ex-wife to leak the tabloid article through Entertainment All Times.
Worse, Yoon Dong-Gu had only paid her one hundred million while asking the company for two hundred. It was a blatant lie meant to pocket the rest. He never imagined that conversation had been recorded.
Yoon Dong-Gu's face went deathly pale. "H-How did you…?"
At that moment, Bok Seon-Ill shot up from his chair, his face bright red. "You son of a bitch!"
"S-Seon-Ill hyung, wait! It's not what—"
Before anyone could stop him, Bok Seon-Ill's fist flew across the table and struck Yoon Dong-Gu square in the face.
Wham!
The blow landed flush. Yoon Dong-Gu toppled off his chair and hit the ground hard.
Thud.
Yoon Dong-Gu didn't move. He was out cold. It all happened so fast that no one had time to react.
Then, Bok Seon-Ill fell to his knees, clutching his right hand with his left. "Ugh…"
To preserve the delicate control needed for playing guitar, Bok Seon-Ill had always avoided strenuous activity. But today, as a father and a man, he had put everything into that one punch and knocked Yoon Dong-Gu clean out.
It was not the ideal course of action, but completely understandable. And now, as his talent agent,...
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