253 Pest Control (2/2)

”But, the reports—”

”—I know. I've read them. But it made so little sense that I had to come and ask him personally,” Yeo Ri chuckled lightly, seemingly amused. Her eyes darkened with raw contempt, making the older man shiver. He didn't know whether her gaze was directed to him or the incapacitated stalker.

”...I understand.” Secretary Kwon backed away slowly.

”So? Will you tell me why you've been bothering me like a little rat?” She leaned down and ripped off the tape that was covering the man's mouth.

The man let out a scream from the pain, making Yeo Ri flinch. She covered her ears with a frown, ”My goodness, you're so loud.”

Secretary Kwon narrowed his eyes at the man. Although they had the higher ground, he still did not let his guard down.

”You d*mn f*ckers! I'll report you to the police! I'll make sure you all rot in jail for what you've done to me!”

Yeo Ri met his threat with an unfazed look. She glanced at Secretary Kwon, ”Does that person have people in the police force?”

Secretary Kwon dutifully responded, ”Plenty.”

His employer had quite a lot of connections, but he hoped that the young lady wouldn't need them at all. Simply dealing with things quietly and sweeping matters under the carpet was easy enough, but if it was discovered that Mayoral Candidate Heo Woo Seung had covered up a crime for his illegitimate daughter, he was sure that his employer's competitors would dig it up and air it all to the public in an attempt to discredit him. There was no business dirtier than politics, his father once said. If one wasn't careful, getting ousted was the usual.

Of course, he did not voice his inner thoughts. If the miss had found out about his thoughts, she might get offended and do exactly that, he feared.

A smile bloomed on the young lady's face at his answer. ”Oh. I'll consider this my birthday present, then. You wouldn't mind, would you?”

”...Of course not, miss.” A chill ran down his spine at her words.

”So he says. Mister, no matter how much you repeat yourself, no one's going to come.” Yeo Ri giggled. ”But if you answer my question properly, I'll consider letting you go, despite all that you've done to me.”

”F*cking crazy sons of b*tches! Let me go! Let me go...!”

”It's no use wasting your breath like that. There's no one here, not even neighbours. Poor you.”

”Aaaaaaaagh! Let me go!” The man screamed and thrashed around.

Yeo Ri lost her smile at his manic response.

”Shut the f*ck up! You're so f*cking noisy!” Without discounting her strength, she slapped his face.

”Ugh!” he groaned.

Secretary Kwon's eyes widened from her sudden action, and he looked as if he was unsure of what to do.

Yeo Ri's hand throbbed with a stinging pain from the slap, turning a dark pink. ”Ouch!” she hissed, fanning her pained palm. Her lips pulled into a frustrated pout, regretting her actions. She realised that she was too weak; she should've used a tool of some sort instead of hurting herself like this.

”Miss!” Kwon Tae Yang gaped.

”Just be quiet, geez.”

”What the f*ck do you want from me, you b*tch?! Don't think you can get away with this!”

”Didn't you hear what he said earlier? The police are on our side. You can't do sh*t to me.” Yeo Ri grabbed his hair tightly with her fist, pulling his head backwards roughly. She discarded all semblance of civility and talked down on him. ”Now, care to answer my question? Why the hell are you going after me?”

”F*cking b*tch!”

Crack!