Chapter 12: How to coax?
With him came black cards, secret elite teams, and probably a private helicopter named "Vengeance."
"Young Master Keir," she said formally, maintaining a respectful one-meter distance. "I'd like to return the black card you lent me. When would be convenient?"
Shin didn't answer, but his brow twitched. He knew the card was unused.
Yeri pressed on. "Also...Let's break up."
Shin nearly choked on his cigarette. Tristan, you cursed idiot! How to coax?
However, Shin Keir recovered fast, face indifferent that Yeri couldn't tell if he was suppressing rage, grief, or just processing.
"I don't think I'm suitable for this... kind of compensation arrangement," she continued. "Don't get me wrong—it's not you. I just don't know how dating works."
Shin wasn't listening. He was spiraling.
Why? Was it his face? His wealth? Had he not given her enough attention?
He ran multiple corporations but couldn't figure out one tiny girlfriend? Unacceptable.
"Young Master Keir?" Yeri frowned. "Are you even listening?"