HA JOON's POV:

LOCATION: Ha Joon's Bedroom. Time: 7 AM 

Sitting at the foot of the bed, I hold my phone to my ear, listening to my father speak.

ABEONIM [OVER PHONE]: *Calm*  You're doing well, son. Don't show your weakness. Listen to Lawyer Srinivasan, she knows what she's doing. I understand, things like this happen in business. *Intense*  But if you do something stupid to mess this up, I'll never forgive you. Four generations of our family have given their blood and sweat to build this company. Now it's your job to protect it. *Barks*  Don't screw this up.

HA JOON [INTO PHONE]: *Submissive*  Yes, Abeonim.

OMMONIM [OVER PHONE]: *Kind*  Ha Joon-ah, I'll take care of your Abeonim. The surgery's scheduled for 4 days from now. The doctors here in New York are the world's best,  so don't worry about him. Like your Abeonim said, protect the company at all costs, okay Ha Joon-ah?

HA JOON [INTO PHONE]: Yes, Ommonim. Please take care of Abeonim. *Call gets disconnected*

I throw the phone on my bed and lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees. I exhale, redirecting my thoughts to my game-plan for the day.

I need to finish this questioning nonsense and get back to business, Jin Young samchoon will not waste time in trying to take over the company. He was infuriated when Abeonim named me as the CEO due to his failing liver. And I'm almost running out of time to close the WhiteCraft deal.

Fuck, what the hell am I going to do?

I drop my head down and inhale deeply, already exhausted with the day, when Ana's subtle floral perfume wafts through the room, alerting me of her presence.

I hated that scent, but ever since she left 3 months ago, I've been craving it. I missed it for the same reason I hated it: she smelled like sunshine and spring, a scent true to her cheerful personality.

She walks up and squats on her toes in front of me, wrapping her warm, gentle fingers around my tensed ones. I stare down at the floor, fighting the urge to pull her into a hug. I slowly raise my head and my eyes find hers. I feel a lump rise in my throat - 'Why won't you stay away?'

I want to yell at her to leave, but selfishly, I'm more glad she's here with me.

I steal one more second and admire the sight of her comforting face before I pull my hand away, breaking the trance she's holding me in.

A/N POV:

HA JOON: *Growls*  What're you doing here?

ANA: Breakfast's ready. *Calmly stands and leaves the room*

Ha Joon picks up his coat and follows her.

LOCATION: Dining Room.

Ha Joon finishes his breakfast of toast, fried eggs, sliced apples and black coffee.

HA JOON: *Stone faced, setting the empty coffee mug down*  I want you gone. I don't want to see you here when I get back.

He rises to his feet and storms out, neither waiting for Ana's reply nor wanting to hear one.

TIME SKIP:

LOCATION: Ana's Room - Soriano Family Home, No. 11, Dollars Colony, Myit. Time: 12pm

Ana dumps her clothes into a suitcase.

MOM: *Surprised*  Where are you going? *Wrinkles forehead, remembering*  And where were you last night?

ANA: I'll be staying with Ha Joon for a few days.

MOM: *Grabs Ana's arm*  Are you mad? Why do you want to get involved in his mess?! He's under investigation, it's going to ruin him and his family.

ANA: *Yanking her arm away*  It's exactly the reason why I should be there for him. If the divorce hadn't happened, you would want me to.

MOM: Thank God you got divorced! We would be done for; both our family and SeroniX Tech would be dragged into his mess.

ANA: *Scoffs*  I forgot; money's the only thing that matters. To increase SeroniX's stock price you got me married to him and now for the same reason you're glad I'm divorced. You never really cared about me... or him!

Mom glares at her, wide eyed.

ANA: We were just assets to you... our marriage was just a successful business transaction. *Disappointment rising*  3 months ago he was an ungrateful son-in-law who disrespected you by divorcing me, but now it's a blessing that he did, saving you and your company from any misfortune.

MOM: How dare you-

ANA: But for me it wasn't a transaction *Zips up the suitcase and drops it to the floor*  You can say and do whatever you want, but I'm going to stay by his side through this.

MOM: *Shaking with agitation*  Shut up before I slap you.

Ana walks to the door, pulling her suitcase along with her.

MOM: Your dad will never approve of this.

Ana smirks, slamming the door shut behind her, and exits.

LOCATION: Ana's Car, on the road toward Sky Palace.

Ana listens to the news playing on the dashboard screen, as she drives through the heavy afternoon traffic.

NEWS REPORTER: Questions are being raised as to why Mr. Park Baek Joon named his young, inexperienced son, Park Ha Joon as the heir to a conglomerate.

Ana gaffs - Nobody questioned when he made the World 30 under 30 list.

NEWS REPORTER: Was it inexperience that led to the downfall of the youngest CEO of a Fortune 500 company?

Ana shakes her head in disbelief.

NEWS REPORTER: We have breaking news. Mr. Park Ha Joon has been arrested.

Ana presses on the accelerator mistaking it for the brakes and almost rams into the SUV in front of her, before slamming on the brakes, bringing her car to a halt in the middle of traffic.

ANA: What the hell? *Stares at the screen on the dashboard*  No, no, no.

NEWS REPORTER: The stock prices of Dae Hyun Corporation are in free fall. The price has already dropped 60% and is not showing signs of slowing down.

Ana's cold, shivering hands cover her mouth.

ANA: No. Please no.

LOCATION: NBI (National Bureau of Investigation) HQ, Myit. Time: 2pm

The door to the dingy questioning room opens and a beer-bellied government official walks in like he's doing everyone a favor by showing up and plops on the cushioned chair, facing the person sitting on a very uncomfortable cold metal chair on the opposite side.

HA JOON: Where's my lawyer? You've had me in here for the whole day. Nobody has come in to question me nor has my lawyer been let in. What's happening?

The man stays quiet. His phone vibrates. He straightens in a wink, surprising Ha Joon and answers his phone.

MAN: *Most polite*  Yes Sir.

He holds out the phone to Ha Joon. Unsure of what's happening Ha Joon holds the phone to his ears but doesn't utter a sound.

MALE VOICE (OVER PHONE): News is out that you're arrested. Dae Hyun Corporation's down 90%. Do you want to still hold out or are you going to pay the 150 Million Dollars?

Ha Joon clenches his jaw as his fingers crush the phone in his grip – FUCK. FUCK. F.U.C.K.