We returned to my apartment story building right after we had breakfast at a small, cozy restaurant nearby.
"His car is still here, Sarah. What's wrong with your boss?" Leo snaps. He looks irritated by the sight of the latest black Hyundai Jeep. I'm not sure why he seem so sure that the car belongs to the CEO, when there are about five to seven more cars parked on the opposite as well. Oh, he probably has noticed the number. Yes, the CEO's cars all have FLM (Flamingo acronym) engraved onto the plate numbers.
Really? What's wrong with CEO Jung? What is he still doing in my home? "I don't know what's going on in his head, but I need you to leave everything to me." I say. "You drove all the way from Busan, I think you should go home and rest for now. We'll talk on phone later."
"I can't le
