The scene changes to Laundromat. Vincenzo's scream can be heard from out of the laundromat.

"What is it this time?" Vincenzo thinks and groans.

"Damn it. How is this even possible?" Vincenzo was cursing in Italian while the laundry man looked impressed. Vittorio tried not to laugh but can't help but have fun as his brother suffered.

Vincenzo was sending glares and daggers to his younger brother who just wanted to hide somewhere safe.

"It's not that bad" He said as he pointed at his limited edition Boorarlo suit is shrunk now. Vincenzo pointed a finger on Vittorio's face and hissed.

"Shut up!" Vincenzo yelled at his brother who gulped in fear. His hyung can be scary sometimes.

All of them started laughing seeing the state of his suit.

"Shut up!"

"You Korean. Damn you. Get out of my sight! Damn it." He continued cursing in Italian.

Cha-young was laughing the loudest.

"Yes." The laundry owner replied.

"What happened to my suit?" Vincenzo asks him.

"It's because your suit was made from a cheap fabric. It doesn't happen to be a good fabric." The laundry owner replies.

"Cheap!" Vincenzo scoffs. "Do you have a bloody idea how much this costs?" He yelled on the top of his voice, making the rest of them stop chuckling.

"Cheap? Do you know how much is this?" He asks.

"How much?" The laundry owner asks him back.

"This is a limited edition from Booralro's line..." The laundry makes face clearly stating that he doesn't believe Vincenzo. "There is no point in talking to him." He sighs and looks at his suit again.

"By the way, you have a nice build."

Vincenzo scoffs at this.

Vincenzo scoffs.

"You know? You still look cool with that tight suit. This might catch on." The laundry owner finishes and Vincenzo turns round to face him.

"Did you do this on purpose?" He asks.

"I am hundred percent sure, you did this on purpose" Vincenzo hissed.

"What are you talking about? I am the laundry master." He replies, pointing on the photo that showed his achievements.

"Then, you shouldn't have messed up!" Vincenzo retorts and laundry owner ignores him. Vincenzo sighs and speaks.

"You will have to pay for what you did to my suit. You will." He points his finger on the laundry owner.

"Why are you making a fuss about it, just buy another one" Vittorio says.

"Don't worry I will buy you another one" Vittorio says as he pats his brother's back to calm him down.

"You are so annoying. Sometimes I wonder you are my brother or that Paolo's" Vincenzo says in Italian earning a playful light slap on his shoulder from his brother.

"Of course, Paolo's" Vittorio says.

They hear an announcement from the speaker.

"Tenants of Geugma Plaza, come out of the building now."

Tenants of plaza were scared to see what was going to happen. They didn't want to loose their homes.

"Someone is looking for me. Pay before you go." The laundry owner says and leaves the place.

"You should be grateful that I didn't kill you" Vincenzo hissed and Mr. Tak gulped in fear.

"Damn it." Vincenzo curses once again. His phone rings and he picks it up. "Yes, Mr. Cho."

Mr. Cho speaks while driving. "My wife and daughter had been taking hostage. I had no other choice. I am sorry. I will fix this no matter what. Yes, I will..." Suddenly, a truck crashes his car.

All of them gasped at this scene.

"Mr. Cho!"

"Mr. Cho!"

"I won't leave those bastards"

Vincenzo hears the crash from other side of line. "Mr. Cho. Mr. Cho? Mr. Cho!" He receives no response from Mr. Cho. Vittorio looks at Vincenzo.

"What happened? What is wrong with him?" Vittorio asks.

"There is no time to explain. Let's go" Vincenzo says to his brother who nods and both of them leave from there.

The scene changes to Jipuragi Law Firms.

"Fine. I can overlook everything you wrote here. I can live that." Cha-young says, pacing in the room while reading the document. She points on the paper and speaks. "But this one. Look." She reads ahead. "All the photos that the recipient took with the petitioner as a minor and photos that remind the recipient of the petitioner as the parent will be donated for Geugma-dong's history, held at Sangcheon District Office for public interest." Cha-young asks his father. "Who are you to donate my photos? They are the epitome of my disturbing past!"

"You wrote that!" Cha-young exclaims in shock.

"So what? I can. I am the one who raised you" Mr. Hong says in anger.

Mr. Hong slams his fists on the table and speaks. "It's up to me. I raised you."

"Yes. And that gives you the right to do all this?" Cha-young says in a raised voice.

"And does that give you the right to abandon me? This is embarrassing!" She raises her voice and says.

Mr. Hong scoffs at this.

"Embarrassing? It's because what you do is less than human! You are a lawyer. How could you not have a sense of duty or justice?" He asks her.

"I do not have sense of duty or justice!" Cha-young says in disbelief.

"Your sense duty makes you the nosiest lawyer in the world! And your sense of justice is just groundless hostility against the rich! This is called mechanical justice!" Cha-young argues back with dramatic hand movements.

Vincenzo was getting annoyed by this constant bickering of father daughter. Rest of them were also wishing this to end fast.

"Mechanical Justice?" Mr. Hong scoffs.

"Mechanical justice? Then is following money 'rational justice'?" Mr. Hong asks. Mr. Nam who brought coffee for the two just simply stands holding the cups.

"Yes. Money is justice in Korea. And power is justice in Korea." Cha-young replies with dramatic movements.

Vittorio sighs at this. Han-seo was already getting a headache.

"Then, keep living like that." Mr. Hong says in the same manner as Cha-young. Mr. Nam was still confused. "But don't show me your face around me. Okay?"

"Okay. Let's cut off all ties!" Cha-young shouts.

"Yes. Let's do that." Mr. Hong shouts back.

"Why wait for future, let's do it here, right now" Cha-young says.

"As if I am dying to be called as your father" Mr. Hong says.

"Don't" Mr. Nam tries to calm them down but miserably fails.

"Let's never call each other." Cha-young says in loud voice.

"I won't" Mr. Hong says.

"I won't." Mr. Hong shouts back.

"Don't you dare call me!" Cha-young shouts.

"I won't."

"Mr. Hong" Lee comes running in the office.

"Please listen to that poor man" Vittorio says in a low but yet audible voice.

"Never call me!" Cha-young says again.

"Mr. Hong" Lee says once again, finally drawing attention this time. "You have to come outside now."

The scene changes to a car stopping at the entrance of Geugma Plaza. A guard opens the door and bows down. A man comes out of the car.

"Gosh. You are a bunch of lazy bums. Why haven't you put the sign yet?" He asks while walking ahead. "Do it now. Aren't you cold? Let's go."

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!" The men say. They start putting the signs. 'NOTICE- SELLER: CHO YEUNG-UN, BUYER- BABEL E&C.'

The tenants gathered around and there is commotion there.

"What happened?"

"What?"

"But he promised."

"What happened?"

"What do we then?" The tenants started questioning as they read the notice.

"Put it up. Just do it." One of the man says.

"Okay."

"Cover up the sign." Suddenly, the head walks in with his men following him from behind.

"Hello, sir."

"Nice to meet you. I am Park Seok-do, the CEO of Ant Company and the chairman of the Development Committee for Babel Tower." Seok-do, finishes introducing himself while his men clap. He signals them to stop.

"What kind of company is that?" Cha-young asks.

"What kind of company is that?" Cha-young asks her father.

She was quite surprised as her future self said the same thing.

"It's a shady company that performs shady jobs like high interest loans and beating them up." Mr. Hong answers.

"I see."

"Oh, right. As of today, this building belongs to Babel E&C. Starting today the compensation will come to visit you. Let's handle this peacefully." Seok-do says.

"Peacefully, my foot" Hee-soo mutters in anger.

"I knew it. Damn it." Ms. Kwak curses. "This was their plan. But what? They will let us move back in?"

"It wasn't our fault" Vittorio says.

"I know now but my future self didn't know that" Hee-soo says.

"That lousy Vincenzo or what? I should have shrunk his suit even more. Where is he?" The owner of laundromat shouts catching almost everyone's attention.

"So, you did that on purpose, huh?" Vincenzo says and Mr. Tak was trying to search for a place to hide to escape the mafia's wrath.

"Right. If any of the tenants give us a hard time, one of these uncompromising men will tire you out physically and mentally." He threatens them and Mr. Lee steps out.

"Hey."

"What the hell are you doing?" Lee's wife says.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing?" His wife tries to hold him back but he signs her to stop.

"Why? Who are you?" Seok-do asks.

"You can't do this." Lee says.

Some of them were interested to see what Lee is going to do and the rest knew what was going to happen.

"Why not?" One of the men asks him and then raises his hand to hit him. Lee flinches, shouts and falls on the ground.

Those who thought that Lee would do something slapped their head.

"Are you okay?" Lee stands up.

"You startled me up." The man says. "I thought I hit you." Lee walks up and speaks.

"You can't block the way to restroom. What about the people who need to go?"

Myung-hee chuckles at this.

"You got me excited for a second." Seok-do says and chuckles. "Goodness. Guys, step aside. Gosh. It's urgent."

"Okay."

"I don't want him to do his business here. Hurry. Go ahead." Seok-do says as his men give Lee way to go.

"Thank you." Lee thanks him and goes from there.

Lee was embarrassed and so was his wife.

"You are so embarrassing" His wife said.

"My goodness, that idiot. He is so embarrassing." Lee's wife says.

"Leave now. You are violating the law by threatening us like this." Mr. Hong says.

"Why don't you stop already? We will compensate you handsomely." Seok-do says.

"You say you will compensate us, but you will just beat us up and kick us out." Mr. Hong said.

"This is a good occasion. Why are you ruining the mood?" The man asks and pushes Mr. Hong.

"That bastard!" Cha-young shouts. Mr. Hong smiles to see that his daughter cares for him.

"Gosh."

"Hey." The tenants shout and Cha-young comes forward.

"Who are you?" The man asks.

"I am his only daughter. And I am Lawyer Hong Cha-young of Wusang Law Firm." Cha-young says.

Mr. Hong comes near her daughter and whispers. "You are not my daughter."

"Can't you be quiet for a minute?" Cha-young says.

"Come on. Be quiet." She snaps at her father who steps back.

"What is a lawyer from Wusang doing here?" Seok-do asks.

"It's none of your business. This isn't the way to go about your business. Don't you know the era we live in? It's not like we are in some '90s gangster movie!" Cha-young says.

"Hey, miss. Do you want to get beaten up like the movies from '90s?" The man threatens her and points her forehead and pushes her.

"I will kill him" Cha-young hisses.

"My goodness." He and the other men chuckle.

"Hey!"

Cha-young scoffs and walks near him. "If you touch me again, I will make you pay for what you did!" She grabs his collar and shouts.

"Sure. Okay. Let's see how much money I have to pay to settle with you!" He says and raises his hand to punch Cha-young but stops when he hears a voice.

"Stop!" Vincenzo says in Italian as Cha-young and man stopped. They turned around as they all did the same. Cha-young let's go of the man's collar. Vincenzo looks at her as Vittorio stands beside him.

"Woah!"

"It is a like a movie scene"

"What did he say?" The thugs asked.

"Where's my tape measure?" Mr. Tak asked when he realized that the tape measure on his neck is gone and now, is in Vincenzo's hand. Cha-young looked at them up and down before turning her gaze at the thugs again.

"Do you also need to use the bathroom? Is it urgent? Go ahead. Go on" The leader said and they made a path to go to the other side. He didn't know what had happened before they arrived here and just wanted to get this over with.

"Well, you will be the one to go to hospital after this" Mi-ri says.

"Let's talk" Vincenzo said but a man with a ridiculous haircut cut him off. "Who the heck are you guys?"

"Vincenzo Cassano and Park Dae-hyun. We represent the owner of Geumga Plaza, Cho Yeung-un"

"Vinchenzo Quassano?" He turned around at Cha-young.

Vincenzo frowns at the new pronounciation while Vittorio chuckles at it.

"That is new" Vittorio muttered.

"This is ridiculous. There's no talking your way out of this"

The ridiculous hair man said as he tried to punch Vincenzo but the Cassano was quick to react. He twisted his hand on his back and kicked him on his knee, making him knelt on the floor, screaming in pain. Vincenzo pushed him to the floor while the tenants gasped. Looking at him with a shocked expressions.

"Wow!"

"He is so good"

"Of course, he will defeat them. He is a mafia"

The tenants were watching the scenes with admiration and Mr. An was fangirling over it.

The thugs was about to attack them but the leader stopped them, raising his hand, signaling to his mans to calm down. "Goodness. I'm not that curious, but I'll listen" He stepped over the thug's body who was laying on the floor and clutched his leg in pain. Vincenzo looked at his brother who was simply smirking.

Vittorio was smirking here too knowing what was about to happen next.

"So, what is it?" He smiled and took a step forward with his head hanging down, looking at the floor. And that's when the beautiful face of the leader, got damaged. Vincenzo punched him on the face, making some blood dripped down from his nose.

"And there goes his so called beautiful face" Vittorio comments.

All of the people there gasped in shock. The thugs behind him helped him to stand up.

"Sir!"

"Sir are you okay?!"

"My nose is bleeding!"

"A nosebleed?!"

Vincenzo rolled down the tape measure with such force while the man pushed his man aside harshly, mad about his ruined nose.

"Gosh. Come on. Seriously?" he said.

Vincenzo rolled the tape measure in on his left hand, tightening it. "You jerk"

The man lunged forward to punch him but Vincenzo was quicker. He wrapped the man's wrist with the tape measure and threw him off the building. everything was happening so fast.

All of them gasped at this. Shocked from the turns of events.

"Oh no!"

"Boss!" The thugs and the tenants shouted in surprise as the man was now hanging from the building with the tape measure as support.

"If you take one more step!" He unveiled the tape measure making the man shouted. "Your boss will fall" Vincenzo said as he pointed at the man who was quivering in fear and hanging down on the building.

The tenants were having fun at the state of the thugs leaders.

"Don't move, you dimwits! Just stay still!" The leader shouted from the outside while hanging and holding the tape with his life Vincenzo leaned on the window and spoke. "Given the height of the building, you won't die. You'll just break your leg" Vincenzo said as the man listened quietly while trembling with bloods smeared on his face.

"But if you're unlucky and fall head-first, we will be the last person you see from this world" Vittorio said leaning on the window and smirks looking at the leader while poking his hand that was holding the tape. Vincenzo looked at his brother.

Now the tenants were chuckling at this.

"He tried to threaten us, look at him hanging between life and death"

Mr. Nam said "Shouldn't we stop them?"

"He said he won't die. Leave them" Cha-young said.

"Pull me up now, you asshole. Pull me up! Both of you, now!"

"Gosh, that man doesn't have manners even on death bed" Vittorio says.

"Babel E&C bought this building through illegal means. And I will not forgive their atrocity" Vincenzo replied.

"Unless you guys want to die, pull me up. Now!"

"They are not the ones dying, you are"

"We'll get this building back no matter what. And we will make all of you pay for what you did" Vittorio said as he smiled sweetly at the bloodied man.

All of them found his smile very creepy.

The man quivered in fear and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Questo edificio, é mio" Vincenzo stated in Italian and smirked.

"Those who want the translation, he said, this building belongs to me" Vittorio says.

"That was so cool"

All of the tenants were impressed by Vincenzo.

"That was Italian, right? What did he say?" The tenants asked the Italian so called chef.

"What?" The chef nervously asked.

"What did he say?"

"He said..." He then started clapping his hands as the tenants stared at him in confusion but did the same.

Vincenzo smirked at this.

"E mio! E mio!" Mr. Tak said and clapped his hands, facing the tenants. The martial art man was clapping his hands in excitement on the other side of the building. Vincenzo and Vittorio smiled at him with determination in their eyes. They will get the building back, the gold, and make them pay for what they did.

Mr. Hong was relieved knowing that this building will not go in Babel's hands not until, the Cassano brothers are here.