Chapter 17: Blackmail
Jean felt her stomach drop when she caught a glimpse. It was a picture of her and Logan, standing close, mid-argument. But the angle... the lighting... It painted a completely different story.
In the image, Logan's body was tilted toward hers, his face intense, his hand nearly brushing her arm. Jean, lips parted in anger, looked as if she were caught in a heated moment with him.
To an outsider, they didn't look like two rivals locked in a battle of words.
They looked like lovers caught in secret.
"Perfect," Junho mused, swiping the screen before flashing it toward them. "Just the right amount of tension, don't you think? A little scandal never hurt anyone."
Logan's rage simmered dangerously. "You slimy insect...!Why are you dragging me into this?"
"Ah, ah." Junho raised a hand, amusement flickering in his gaze. "We wouldn't want this going viral, would we?"
Jean's fingers curled into fists. "What the hell do you want, Junho? This is too much now."
Junho took a slow step forward, eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Oh, nothing much. Just a little... compensation for the humiliation you caused me." His voice dipped, a mockery of sincerity. "You see, Jean, people talk. And right now, they're talking about you."
Jean clenched her jaw.
Junho's smirk widened. "So, you have two choices. Either I let this picture find its way into some very influential hands... or you play nice. Go pack your bags and leave South Korea."