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I know what you're thinking. In your imagination,
you've already killed me
countless times.
Imagination?
You dying at my hands... That's going to be reality.
It's just a matter of time.
Right.
You're just running away.
Hiding in there, hoping everyone will forget you.
Like a pathetic coward.
Shaking in your boots.
Sure.
I guess you could see it that way.
I guess I'm not smart enough
because that never occurred to me.
Cut the nonsense.
As long as I'm alive, don't even dream of it.
But the thing is,
that's not how the world works.
You can't be so sure about things.
Because you might be the one who changes.
So don't be so reckless...
Are you saying a girl like me can't do anything?
That you can just stall until I run my mouth, get tired and give up.
Is that your plan?
Are you insane?
Is it starting to sink in now?
From just this?
I promise you.
You are going to die at my hands.
No matter what, I guarantee it.
This is the guest list for next month's groundbreaking.
We've selected our allies and are ready to send the invites,
but what should we do about the Vice Chairman?
It seems he called the head of Legal yesterday and gave an order.
He's still trying to dig up dirt on you, sir.
I also heard he ordered a major expansion of the Legal Team.
Well, he's a busy man, isn't he?
So, what should I do about his invitation?
Follow procedure. He's Vice Chairman of the parent company, after all.
Understood.
And one more thing...
Could you find out where the Vice Chairman is right now?
We were bound to meet when the time was right anyway.
What is the meaning of this disrespectful stunt?
My apologies.
I asked the person you were with to give us a moment.
It's just that I feel there's a bit of
a communication problem between us.
What is there for us to communicate about?
When Architecture was founded,
the agreement was that if it met the three-year revenue goal,
the parent firm would give shares to Architecture.
And the terms of the transfer would be mutually negotiated.
This is clearly stated in its articles of incorporation.
As of this past March,
we hit our target revenue. Now, honour the agreement.
The Chairman has just passed away,
and you have the nerve to bring that up now?
- Vice Chairman... - It may be nothing to you,
but our company is in a state of emergency.
Our founder was found as a pile of ashes overnight.
He was burned to a crisp
to the point where he was unrecognizable.
And yet,
the police are still
investigating the cause of the Chairman's death.
So just in case
that this was no simple accident,
I have to be prepared.
Common sense doesn't apply these days.
- Case in point. - Vice Chairman.
Don't take it personally, all right?
This isn't just me talking.
It's the company's official position.
I'm aware you've been snooping around,
and digging into my past.
It's a pointless exercise for both of us.
You should stop.
Are you giving me an order?
You may be the Vice Chairman,
and my senior in this industry,
but my patience has run out.
From now on,
I can't be held responsible for my actions.
So, Vice Chairman...
I suggest you watch your step.
Why, you little...
Then, I'm glad we've come to an understanding.
I'll see myself out.
Have you ever felt real anxiety?
Like everything could fall apart in an instant,
and that someone could just destroy your life?
Sometimes,
I just want to let it all go.
I'm so exhausted.
It's all too much.
I shouldn't have gone.
That day...
I went somewhere I never should have.
See that over there?
That's where we went.
What? He's here.
Myo Jin, let's go.
Jun Ho!
I missed you.
So, what do you think?
Well?
What's with all this furniture?
Didn't you order the pieces I specified?
What do you mean? It's practically the same.
It's just more expensive.
What on earth?
What happened to all of my specifications?
I told you, I picked out something better.
- You don't like it? - I don't dislike it, it's wrong.
I went over every single detail with the builder and wrote it down,
- and you just threw it all out. - Are you getting mad at me now?
If you hate it so much,
then just throw it all away.
Tear it all out and fill it with what you want.
There. That should make you happy.
Architecture isn't just the shell of a building.
The inside is part of the architecture too.
This may be our villa,
but it's still, undeniably, one of my works in Korea.
You're right.
This is a space just for the two of us.
And I happen to love it just the way it is.
If I love it, shouldn't that be enough for you?
Can't you just drop
the whole perfectionist act for once?
Please?
You're such a control freak.
Say hi. This is my friend, Myo Jin.
You know who she is, right?
You have a villa like this in every country?
The others are just properties we build and sell,
but not this one.
A certain someone designed it,
so I insisted on having it.
The design?
You mean the one that was half-done by someone else?
Not this again.
Cheers!
Your father is really incredible.
I can't even begin to imagine the scale of his business.
Myo Jin, you seem so fascinated by my dad.
She's always asking me about my dad.
You two
are so much alike.
- How so? - You both admire my dad.
You're always saying it, Jun Ho. How you want to succeed like him.
And Myo Jin is always saying how much she wants to meet him.
- You do? - I did?
He said he's coming back to Korea soon anyway,
so you can both meet him then.
The three of us can all go see him.
So he's really planning on coming back?
Who knows if he's just talking or if he's serious.
Cheers.
I'm going to run to the restroom.
Myo Jin.
I'm so sorry.
I thought you were Hee Soo.
Oh, no, it's okay. It's my fault.
I shouldn't have borrowed Hee Soo's clothes.
I didn't realise I'd be staying this long.
I'm sorry.
Gosh, I'm not even drunk,
but I can't believe I made a mistake like that.
I am so sorry.
Jun Ho!
Did we finish all the champagne?
Is it all gone?
Hey, that looks great on you.
You should've changed into it sooner.
I guess so.
What are you doing all by yourself? You must be bored.
Come on, let's have another drink.
I'm good for now.
- I'm going to get some fresh air. - Why?
Feeling cooped up?
Then how about we take the yacht out on the water?
No, that's okay. You two enjoy your time together.
Stop.
Why?
I said stop.
What's gotten into you all of a sudden?
Something's off.
Everything feels different.
Are you still on your meds?
Why?
Are you worried?
- What are you doing? Give it to me. - Let go! Are you crazy?
I told you not to up your dosage on your own!
You...
You've really lost it.
What my dad told you...
You haven't forgotten, have you?
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