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Door#83.1 "Be Greedy, My Son"

Minghao’s POV

When a talkative person suddenly shut his lips and avoid igniting any conversation, everyone will notice that something is goin' on. Whether the sun rises in the west or the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves, I looked at the HongYoonChoi's second heir through the front mirror while I drive.

Jeonghan is staring outside of the car window, not to find out what's outside but to exercise his mind. Regarding to what kind of thoughts he has, I'm not sure. It's not easy to read a guy like him. Mostly he appears like a children book, but rarely he's like Ulysses —a novel written by James Joyce during 1922 and one of the hardest stories to understand.

My master tried to talk to him a few minutes ago. But young master Jeonghan always answered with short words like: "No." "I don't know." "Maybe." "Hmmm." "Really?" "We'll see about that."

Soon, master Celine realized that he is not

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