Sitting at the edge of the large dark wooden table, Jun-ho was in the meeting room. In front of him were his father and the two closest family advisors, respectable and experienced figures who knew both the intricacies of business and the limits of legality.
Jun-ho's father adjusted his glasses and placed a series of documents on the table, pointing to one name in particular.
— He failed the agreement. — His voice was low, yet laden with authority. — And I do not intend to let it go.
— I'm thinking of choosing a public route, maybe an anonymous tip, or... our methods.
Jun-ho nodded slowly, absorbing every word. The betrayal from the associate wasn't a complete surprise, but the outcome needed to be decided carefully.
