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Chapter 174.2: An Eye For an Eye (1)

Warm tea, walnut pie, and family…

That damn Sharlan ruined things in the past, and now Wui Min-Gook was the one screwing him over. If it wasn’t for that bastard, their family would be at home right now, happily eating chicken while watching a movie.

He couldn’t imagine how Yoo Hye-Sook felt about having to suddenly go abroad.

Kang Chan carefully chewed the pie and swallowed.

“What should we have for dinner?” Kang Dae-Kyung asked.

“You’re already thinking about dinner when we’re still eating pie, dear?” Yoo Hye-Sook responded in disbelief.

Kang Chan wondered what Yoo Hye-Sook would think about Seok Kang-Ho.

“Right, Channy! Is it okay for your dad and I to visit France?” Yoo Hye-Sook asked.

“Are you sure you’re completely fine with that?” Kang Chan asked with concern.

“Of course. I’ll enjoy the trip,” Yoo Hye-Sook replied.

Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook really couldn’t lie. “I definitely don’t want to go!” was clearly written in their eyes.

“Mother,” Kang Chan began.

“Yes? What is it?” Yoo Hye-Sook replied.

“Don’t go,” Kang firmly Chan stated.

Unable to say anything, Yoo Hye-Sook just swallowed.

“Stay with me. You don’t make me uncomfortable. Aside from feeling bad that both of you have to stay in a place like this, I’m really okay. So if you don’t want to go, just stay here with me. On another note, I’ll buy chicken for dinner,” Kang Chan persuaded.

Yoo Hye-Sook glanced at Kang Dae-Kyung.

“Well, if that’s what Channy wants. I don’t want you to force yourself to go to France either, so let’s just follow our hearts. Working out together today wasn’t bad anyway, was it?” Kang Dae-Kyung said.

Yoo Hye-Sook still couldn’t bring herself to answer.

“Don’t go. I’ll be bored if I’m all alone,” Kang Chan joked.

When Kang Dae-Kyung smiled, Yoo Hye-Sook did as well.

“Yeah, let’s stay here, Honey! Just like we enjoyed ourselves in Jeju thanks to our talented son, let’s stay at this nice hotel, eat lots of tasty things, and work out for another week,” Kang Dae-Kyung chimed.

“I’m sorry, Honey.”

“Why do you keep saying that? I should be thanking you!” Kang Dae-Kyung exclaimed.

So this is what family is.?

The three eventually concluded to stay together at the hotel.

Whenever Kang Chan was with his parents, he always felt as if he was being rewarded for everything he did.

***

This remained peaceful until Monday morning. The most unusual thing that happened was Seok Kang-Ho going to the airport with a few agents to send his wife and daughter off.

He still hadn’t received word about what kind of event would be held this Wednesday or where it was going to be held.

Jeon Dae-Geuk and Kim Hyung-Jung probably had something in mind, though, so Kang Chan patiently waited for them to contact him first.

Around one in the afternoon, Michelle and Cecile visited him to get his signature for the withdrawal of funds application.

If he told them Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook were here, they would insist on going up to the room and probably loaf around at the hotel after that, so Kang Chan didn’t mention anything.

He was currently in the lobby lounge. Joo Chul-Bum still hadn’t made an appearance.

‘Is that punk injured or something?’

Kang Chan couldn’t help but feel worried, considering the man had never missed a chance to silently creep up on him.

“You can sign here,” Cecile said.

Kang Chan signed the three documents that Cecile gave him and the eight documents handed over by the lawyer Michelle brought.

“Mr. Choi, you can leave first.”

“Understood. I’ll contact you once I’m done organizing the documents,” attorney Choi Young, whom Kang Chan met back when he was still acquiring D.I.

“You’re done with the building acquisition now. Congratulations, Channy,” Michelle said.

“Congratulations. The branch manager told me to deliver his congratulations too,” Cecile added.

“Thanks,” Kang Chan replied.

Observing Kang Chan’s expression, Michelle asked, “Is there something bothering you?”

“No, I’m fine,” Kang Chan responded. In truth, he felt bad for how he was treating Michelle and Cecile today. With the building acquisition finalized, he should buy them some wine over dinner. Unfortunately, the uncomfortable gut feeling he had just worsened so much that he couldn’t even stop his expression from stiffening.

He could barely conceal his emotions in front of Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook. Right now, his eyes and face wouldn’t listen to him.

Could Wui Min-Gook know about Michelle?

Noticing Kang Chan’s gaze, Michelle’s doe eyes mischievously widened.

Her eyes are really big.?

“Do you have a cigarette?” Kang Chan asked to change the topic.

“Should we step out for a moment?” Michelle responded.

“Yeah, let’s do that,” he replied.

Cecile tactfully said that she would stay inside, so Kang Chan and Michelle headed to the front entrance.

“Here!” Michelle said.

Click. Click.?

He felt as if he could breathe again now that he was smoking.

It would probably be more comfortable if they went up to the empty room on the 19th floor, but it would be awkward if they ran into Kang Dae-Kyung or Yoo Hye-Sook.

“Michelle, you have an idea about the work I do, don’t you?” Kang Chan asked.

Michelle\'s eyes widened again. She waited for Kang Chan to continue.

“Things became a little complicated, so be careful for a while. Don’t go around by yourself, and don’t stay out too late. Okay?” Kang Chan said.

“You’re worried about me?” Michelle asked with a grin.

Kang Chan couldn’t help but smile.

“Alright, alright. I’ll be careful. But once you’re done with your business, make some time for me, Cecile, and Cindy, okay?” Michelle requested.

“I will. Sorry about today.”

“Don’t worry about it. You looked a little uncomfortable, so I was just worried. What about you? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Anyway, don’t go around alone for a while, okay?”

“We have the road managers, and I’ll stay where the actors are,” Michelle reassured him.

Kang Chan nodded.

They smoked another cigarette before returning to the lobby. Cecile observed their expressions first before greeting them in relief.

“I’m sorry about today, Cecile. I have some things going on, which explains my mood and why I don’t have time. I’ll treat you to a meal once it’s over,” Kang Chan said.

“Is it something difficult?” Cecile asked worriedly.

“Just a bit.”

After a little while, the two tactfully stood up and left. Now alone, Kang Chan sat in the lobby’s lounge and looked out the window.

His heart wasn’t beating fast or thumping—it felt as if something was slowly squeezing it.

Kang Chan spent about twenty minutes just staring out the window.

He couldn’t ask for all the people around him like Michelle to be assigned a guard.

If he asked Kim Tae-Jin’s company, he would essentially be making unarmed guards fight against enemies equipped with guns.

What was Wui Min-Gook after? Kang Chan really hoped Kim Hyung-Jung could find him as soon as possible.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.?

After some time, his phone rang.

“Hello?” Kang Chan answered.

- Where are you? I’m arriving at the hotel right now.

“I’m at the lobby, but you should head to the room.”

- Got it.

After hanging up, Kang Chan headed up to his room. He decided to focus on protecting those close to him until Kim Hyung-Jung found Wui Min-Gook.

***

The day ended with Choi Seong-Geon being busy for the whole day. It was not easy dealing with phone calls and documents from the higher-ups while also taking care of the onslaught of joint training requests. Even the military had documents that needed to be handled. Moreover, since Choi Sung-Geon\'s opinion was crucial in making decisions, his statement had to be attached to every application.

He never imagined a day like this would come. There was a massive explosion during their recent operation, but not a single soldier was injured. Moreover, Cha Dong-kyun survived. He had been dreaming of this day since he had taken charge of the special forces.

“Is that all?” Choi Seong-Geon asked his aide.

“Yes, General,” his aide replied.

“What about the soldiers?”

“They’re having dinner, sir.”

“I’ll be out for a while, then,” Choi Seong-Geon informed him.

“Understood, sir,” his aide replied and then radioed commands.

A little later, Choi Seong-Geon left the barracks and departed the base in a car with a concealed license plate. He would reach a highway after driving around three hundred meters past the mountain road. From there, it would take about ten minutes to reach the military apartments in the direction of the terminal.

Choi Seong-Geon was definitely in a good mood.

Cha Dong-Gyun was alive. Although he ordered the punk to call home, Choi Seong-Geon knew that he would never do it. Hence, he planned to deliver the good news to them in person, then visit his wife for once…

Vroooom!

Choi Seong-Geon looked to his right, finding a giant truck coming right at him.

Bam! Crash! Rumble!

He felt as if someone hurled him away.

His surroundings blurred as if he was submerged in water. However, he could still see the bloodied head of the soldier driving for him. It was bent at an odd angle.

“Argh.”

He barely raised himself with his left arm when a man approached the shattered glass window with a glinting knife.

Choi Seong-Geon instinctively turned his body to the side.

Swish!

“Agh!”

The blade that targeted his neck dug deep right next to his collarbone instead.

Choi Seong-Geon twisted the ankle of the enemy, but he did not have enough strength. The enemy’s left thumb dug into his eye.

“Kegh!”

Crash!

Just then, he heard the window on the opposite side crack.

Swish! Swish!

“Krrrgh!”

Nevertheless, Choi Seong-Geon didn’t let go.

Swish! Swish!

A knife pierced into him, but he didn’t feel pain. The faces of the soldiers quickly flashed through his mind. Kang Chan’s was one of them.

‘Mr. Kang Chan…’

Everything turned white.