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Si-Woo already knew the person who had shown up at Si-Hyun’s studio.
Davey was curious. “Is that someone you know?”
“Ah. Not personally, no, but she’s famous. That’s Juliana, the world-renowned violinist. She used to be in an orchestra with Si-Hyun for a while.”
Si-Woo’s explanation stirred something in Davey’s mind. “Then why is she so angry?”
Si-Woo redirected the question to Si-Hyun. “Hey. What the hell did you do?”
He just simply shrugged. “What do you mean, what did I do? I didn’t do anything.”
Despite his words, he had a guilty look about him.
“So you didn’t do anything, and yet she came all the way here to find you? Come on, be honest. What did you do?”
“It’s nothing! We just didn’t get along, so I left the group, that’s all.”
“You quit?!” Si-Woo’s eyes went wide with shock.
Beep beep! Beep beep!!
Right then, Juliana somehow managed to get the correct door code and barged in.
She was seething with rage. “Mr. Park! If you leave like that, what are the rest of us supposed to do?!”
“We agreed on that from the start,” he reminded her. “I told you I’d leave whenever I wanted.”
“And you think that time is now?” It was ridiculous! She reached out to grab him.
“Shouldn’t you be the last person to say that?” Brushing her hand aside, his eyes narrowed. “You people are a damn disgrace, calling yourselves artists.”
She was stunned by the sudden verbal jab. “That’s…!”
Si-Hyun firmly told her, “Whatever personal gains you're chasing, I don’t care. I brought it up over and over, and you all completely ignored it. I’m not working with people like you.”
“Please… for my sake, okay? It’s not too late to come back,” she pleaded.
“Get lost....
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