CHAPTER 13: LONG-AWAITED PPT PRESENTATION

AWKWARD SILENCE.

Garam couldn’t look Song Sihyuk, who was sitting on the chair next to the bed, in the eye.

"Let’s hear it then."

Hence, he decided to make the presentation first.

Garam lifted his head and gathered the courage in his heart to ask: "Did you really slit his throat?"

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"Yeah, I did," Song Sihyuk admitted casually. "He survived after you attacked him since his allergic reaction was taken care of immediately. So, I made sure that he’d suffer more after he touched what was mine."

"Unfortunately, you can’t sue Lee Taeho and the other bastards who tried to rape you."

"Anyway, Lee Taeho is still alive, so don’t worry about him anymore. His vocal cord is damaged permanently, though."

Garam touched his neck lightly.

"Don’t fret the details, kid."

It was Song Sihyuk who provided those branded clothes, of course.

What did Lee Taeho touch that belonged to Song Sihyuk... oh.

"How did you punish them?"

After all, Song Sihyuk looked like the type of person who had a short attention span.

"Let’s stop talking about Lee Taeho," Song Sihyuk said, scoffing. "I don’t like it when you think about other men."

"Why are you shocked? It could have happened to you if you slit your throat a little deeper."

Then Song Sihyuk asked his own bodyguards to leave.

The outfit in question was just a plain hoodie, comfortable trousers, and brand-new sneakers. And, yet, he could feel that everything was expensive.

Garam, horrified by the suggestion, quickly shook his head. "Hyung, I’m fine— the swelling will disappear anyway."

"I already know that," Garam said, clenching his hands. "I don’t have the means to sue them anyway."

"It has already been taken care of."

Garam thought Song Sihyuk would leave already.

So, only the two of us are in the room at the moment.

"I’ll tell you after I listen to your PowerPoint Presentation."

"You don’t need to know, kid."

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Garam looked over his shoulder and found Song Sihyuk by the door, holding up a bucket of popcorn in his hands. "For real, Hyung?"

"I’ve already punished them for you."

"Hyung, this isn’t the time for that," Garam said, slightly frustrated. "I want to know how you cleaned up after my mess."

"Here are the things you wanted me to bring, Garam-ssi."

"For real," Song Sihyuk said, grinning. "Let’s start, shall we?"

Song Sihyuk scoffed. "Lim Garam, do you think it will be easy for an idol group from a small company to succeed? If I were Kang Byungho, I would reject this ridiculous proposal."

"Okay, Hyung."

Garam made a mental note to ask for an ice pack later.

"I don’t belong to you, Hyung."

I can tell that I’m wearing millions of won.

But the Alpha turned around again.

The scar was still there, but thankfully, the doctor said it would fade soon.

"Are you done with the set-up?"

Garam gasped out loud. "What..."

"How?"

After getting his laptop, USB drive, and mini projector, Garam started setting up.

Then he changed to the casual clothes that Jung Han prepared for him.

I’m going to lose the argument anymore since I owe this bastard a huge amount of money.

"I know that, so I have another proposal."

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Then I’ll ask Sihyuk Hyung what happened to Minwoo Hyung.

GARAM kept his presentation short but informative.

Excuse me?

"It’s better gone once I return," Song Sihyuk said sternly. "Or else I’ll send someone to slap that old woman."

"I’m bothered by your swollen face," Song Sihyuk said. "Do you want me to ask my subordinate to slap that woman for you?"

Yes, including Jung Han.

Garam just frowned because he didn’t want to argue anymore.

"Hyung, why are you downplaying this?" Garam complained lightly. "What if the HMG Group retaliates for this?"

After the Alpha verbally abused Lee Taeho’s mother, the old woman (and her bodyguards) left the VIP Room in tears.

"Instead of selling yourself to a sponsor, just sell yourself to me," Song Sihyuk said, interrupting Garam. "Sign a marriage contract with me, Lim Garam."

"Lee Taeho is still alive— unfortunately."

Oh, right.

"Like I said, I’ll tell you after I listen to your PowerPoint Presentation," Song Sihyuk said, getting up. "Call me when you’re ready to present, kid."

ON GARAM’s last day in the hospital, he asked Jung Han for a favor: to get his schoolbag at home.

"I have the right to know because I’m the victim here."

"Kang Byungho-ssi wants to have a legal business. Coincidentally, I overheard the CEO of our crappy idol agency that he wanted to use the company to pay off his debt to a loan shark that he owed money from," Garam said, summarizing his presentation. "So, I wanted to propose to Kang Byungho-ssi to buy the idol agency from my shitty boss. Once he owns the idol agency, I’ll sign a contract with him where that says he can get a huge cut from my paycheck. I’ll pay off my debt using that method."

"If my group doesn’t bring in profits in two years, then I’ll sell myself to sponsors," Garam said, gulping hard. "I’ll accept sponsors in order to pay off my debt—"

Ice— lots of it.

"Thank you, Han-ssi."

So, he just went straight to the point.

I almost lost my voice.

I don’t want to see my stepmother and stepbrother yet.

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