CH 8.4

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Only then, attention was drawn to Yaba, who was at the doorway. His heart started beating rapidly. Chairman Cha said with a sharp gaze.

“I know why he was called here, so stop explaining. You take off that ugly mask for now.”

Cha Yiseok said.

“Showing his face is against the rules. I have confirmed the personal information with the boss, so don’t worry.”

“Are you sure you’ve checked thoroughly? You must have received the documents. Show me.”

“I left it in the office. I’ll send it to you tomorrow.”

Cha Yiseok’s complexion didn’t change as he spoke brazenly. Since his resident registration had been canceled, there were no documents to prove Yaba’s identity from the beginning. Chairman Cha did not let it pass.

“Send it to Secretary Jang now and tell him to fax it.”

“He left work.”

“Call him.”

“He will be sleeping for a while.”

“Wake him up.”

“If he has to do work at home, he’ll get tired too.”

“That’s what he should do.”

“That’s what Chairman Cha is thinking. Even the most loyal dogs will bite you if you abuse them. I have no intention of being bitten by a dog.”

A gleam flashed in Chairman Cha’s eyes. The figure of the old lion who had stepped down from the throne had a spirit that could make others collapse just by looking at him. “Hmm…” Cha Yiseok said slowly.

“Don’t look at me with that glare. I’ll send it tomorrow, so just wait a day.”

Despite his father looking at him sharply, Cha Yiseok responded with a relaxed face. A silent war erupted, as if you could get cut into dozens of pieces if you put your hand in the gap between the two. Cha Myunghwan stepped in to mediate.

“Father. Why are you doing this to Executive Director Cha? He must have taken care of it.”

Chairman Cha looked away from Cha Yiseok.

“Then again, who would dare cheat on the Taeryung family? If they have the guts, I would love to meet them.”

Eventually, Cha Myunghwan turned his eyes to Yaba. Yaba also looked at him. He looked like he was in his mid-30s, but Yaba didn’t expect that Taeryung Group’s CEO would look so vulnerable. If he hadn’t been gnawed by disease, he would have had a good physique, but he didn’t resemble Cha Yiseok to the extent that he wouldn’t have noticed if he hadn’t been deliberately told of it. The only thing full of vitality in the face of death was those obstinate eyes.

“Fine. Are you that healer Cocaine or something?”

When the question was asked, no voice came out. Sweat filled the bottom of the mask, and the back of the neck was also stiff. Cha Myunghwan showed his contempt as he glanced at the masked Yaba. Cha Myunghwan frowned and asked again.

“If I ask you, answer me right away. I’m asking if you’re a healer?”

If Cocaine was in this place, he would have turned their questionable expressions 180 degrees in a matter of minutes. Yaba glanced at Cha Yiseok. He was sitting in the same seat as them, staring at him with the same eyes. But what they wanted was different. Cha Yiseok said he just had to act the way he always did, so he decided to do it. Yaba raised his chin and spoke coldly.

“Yes. Why do I have to come at this hour? Making me annoyed.”

Cha Myunghwan’s and Cha Yiseok’s faces hardened at the same time. Cha Myunghwan widened his eyes and asked.

“How old are you?”

“I’m younger than you. You wanted to hear this, didn’t you? Did you call me to a place that had nothing but rice fields to ask about my age?”

“…”

Cha Myunghwan’s face looked as though his head was stamped on. He exchanged glances with Cha Yiseok and spoke in a shrill voice.

“Ha… What is this… You’re a brat who’s still wet behind the ears, how dare you talk rudely to me? Do you know where this is!”

“You too, talked and cursed at an old doctor earlier. Why can’t I be like you?”

“W-what… ?”

“Don’t argue with useless things and get to the point.”

“… You… Don’t you know who I am?”

Ha… Yaba opened his mouth wide and sighed.

“Are you possessed by a ghost who died while living as an unknown singer? Why are you whining that I don’t know you? I myself don’t know who I am yet, so how would I know who you are?”

At that moment, Cha Yiseok gently bit his curled up lips. Cha Myunghwan and Chairman Cha’s facial muscles shook. Yaba wanted to believe that stark contrasting reactions meant that he was doing his job well.

“Ha, what-, that-, that… Director Cha. Did you bring the right person?”

Cha Myunghwan couldn’t come up with a proper sentence. On the other hand, Chairman Cha did not reveal any gaps in his emotions.

“How in the world could he cure Myunghwan’s disease like that? Did you bring the right person?”

“I’ve only heard rumors about this type of thing…”

Cha Yiseok stared at Yaba with serious eyes. In the middle of the three gazes, Yaba stood alone. He knew that Cha Yiseok was the orchestrator of this whole play, but this composition was somehow sad. Chairman Cha, who quickly regained his composure, said sternly.

“Fine. Then explain how you’re going to treat my child.”

“Would you understand if I explain? You won’t believe it until I prove it anyway.”

“So I’m telling you to explain it in words.”

“No. It’s annoying. If you are curious, do your own research.”

“…”

Chairman Cha’s lips twitched in anger. Belatedly, Cha Yiseok’s expressionless face caught Yaba’s eye. Ah, did you perhaps feel bad that I talked down to your dad? He sent a telepathic message to him that there was nothing to lose, but to his surprise, Cha Yiseok understood and his eyes twinkled. That meant that he should keep on going. He made Chairman Cha shut his mouth, but this time, Cha Myunghwan was upset.

“Fine. Now is not the time to discuss it. I don’t have the energy to do that. When I inquired, everyone said that they respect you like a god. It’s not like it’s a pseudo-religious group.”

He snorted and added.

“Of course I like music. I tend to go to concerts often, and I’ve heard that music heals diseases. But it is a great ability to cure terminal cancer with song. Of course, you must have received a revelation from God? So are you using your voice to burn cancer cells? And you don’t even need to cut my belly, so it must be an aesthetic innovation!”

Cha Myunghwan let out an exasperated breath.

“Please remove the mask that makes me want to throw up! Seeing it like that, I’m about to get a disease that I don’t even have! Great. If you are so confident, prove that a healer exists.”

All other words could be ignored. However, Yaba didn’t like to put up with others talking about his appearance under any circumstances. The sleeping bugs slowly began to wriggle. He scratched his cheek and saw shards of glass lying on the floor. It was broken at a good angle to cut someone’s neck. Yaba asked coldly.

“Why should I?”

“So I can believe it. I can’t believe it right now.”

“Then don’t believe it.”

“So, prove that you are real and make me believe it!”

“Why should I?”

Cha Myunghwan shut his mouth tightly and his eyes trembled.

“The best people are lined up, eager to cure me. Did you think this is a place where cheap people like you can step into?! Ha! You can cure cancer with music? Do you think I will be deceived by cheap bastards like you?”

His eyes mixed with contempt were as irritating as dust in his eyes. He apparently only had a month left. It was funny that even in front of people who held his life in their hands, regardless of if they were a fraud, that guy never bowed his head. These people must have wanted to look elegant even in the face of death. Yaba now recognised the stench that he smelled when he entered the room. It was rotting arrogance. Yaba looked at them with cold eyes and said.

“Looking at the chatter, looks like you can still live a long time. Even if you’re hanging on to your life, I don’t want to do it now.”

And he added.

“I too don’t save just anyone.”

For a moment, an icy silence came over. Chairman Cha and Cha Myunghwan’s faces looked as though they had drunk dirty water. Cha Yiseok turned his head and shrugged his shoulders, holding back his laughter. A savage glow flashed in his eyes that looked like he was enjoying himself. The neat-looking teeth reflected through his smile seemed to be chewing up blood-drenched meat. Like a jungle predator who will chew and swallow even its own people.

Then, unexpectedly, Cha Myunghwan picked up the flowerpot.