However, someone intentionally ruining Muyeolâs chances to close the deal in order to defeat him would birth an even bigger problem. Muyeol would use the chance to dig into othersâ businesses, and Mr. Cha would not gain anything from that. So now, Mr. Cha could do nothing but silently accept Muyeol and let him do whatever he needed to do.
But Jaeho thought he only needed to wait. If Muyeol failed, they could easily pin the blame on him. And even if he did succeed, there would come a day when he wouldnât be so powerful anymore. After all, nothing in this world was permanent.
And if that was Mr. Chaâs plan as well, then he would probably try to take advantage of the trouble Jaeho caused to control him and make him obey his words completely. Jaeho had finally realized the kind of future that would await him if he were with Mr. Cha.
âI mean it. I promise I wonât show up anywhere near you.â Jaeho raised his hands in surrender. âI even looked up a rehab center where even family members canât visit the patients. Iâll go there myself.
Muyeol didnât say anything, choosing to only stare at him. Jaeho wasnât seeking his help because of lack of money; he had enough money, just as much as Muyeol in fact. He earned his monthly income from the shares and all the different positions of which he just held the title.
âEven if thereâs no one else out there who would understand me, I know you would. You know what kind of a father he is. I want to get away from the drugs and find my life now,â Jaeho begged desperately.
Muyeol continued to stare at Jaehoâs reddened eyes.
Jaeho gulped. âI truly want to be a new person, so please let me run away.â
Their entire lives, Mr. Cha had compared the two sons to control them as if they were some toys. He wanted to possess them, expecting them to live like puppets who blindly followed his words. Back when they were both young, theyâd assumed that every father was like that, but no normal father would ever do such a thing. Mr. Cha wasnât a father, but a monster.
âDo you even know what that means?â Muyeol asked coldly.
âYouâre different from me. Itâs possible for you. If you kick father out of his position, then the whole world will be yours. Just trample our father. We suffered so much because of him when we were young. Who cares about him suffering now?â Â Jaeho held Muyeolâs hands which still gripped his collar.
âYou know how I feel, right? Donât tell me you donât,â Jaeho added with a pitiful frown, âI didnât want to live like this either.
Jaeho thought that all he needed to do was escape momentarily. Muyeol was a monster just like their father, so he believed Muyeol would find a way to help him escape. And then he would wait and avoid the situation until Mr. Chaâs fury cooled down. Mr. Cha had sent someone to teach him a lesson instead of neglecting him, so he knew that Mr. Cha still had a use for him. But the lesson his father was trying to teach him was simply too hard to bear.
But if he hid and just waited, one day Mr. Cha would summon him again. Jaehoâs eyes glinted slyly at the thought, and Muyeol noticed it right away.
No one knew better than Muyeol how phenomenal Jaehoâs acting skills were. Muyeol would not have minded it if he were alone, but Yiyoung was here now. And he really didnât like the fact that Jaeho was in the same place as her.
It felt obnoxious and unpleasant. Yiyoung would start touring Istanbul soon, and he didnât want it to be ruined. So, he decided to take care of the trash in front of him.