At RIO’s headquarters, a man was sitting behind his table at his office with his head resting on his desk. His left hand touched his forehead which soaked with perspiration while the other held his stomach which felt like burning.
Oh God, Yoochun groaned as he doubled over. His stomach had been painful since morning and so he drank some sodium bicarbonate, thinking he’s only having gas pains. The pain didn’t go away however. Instead, it only intensified as time passed.
He had been feeling unwell for a while since he took over the company from his late boss, and it had gotten worse in the last few months. Since he was not the legitimate heir, the old coots in the board never took him seriously. Well, the joke’s on them since he took his task sincerely despite the company not being his. He
