Chapter 42
"Did you see Guppping pissed off? His lips were fucking trembling."
Doksu ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) burst out laughing, clutching his stomach like it was the funniest thing in the world. Hongju wanted to laugh along too, but his stiffened mouth wouldn't budge. Instead, he picked up the water bottle and walked the same path the two men had just taken.
"There’ve been some big incidents at the house before, right? Maybe that’s why they’re being so cautious now—everything’s moving real slow?"
"Incidents? You mean that time I mentioned before? It all blew up because they barged in trying to demolish the place on our day off. They were in a rush too, let their guard down and caused the whole mess."
Apparently, they had already told Mu-gyeong about the incident during the house demolition process. Of course, they must have glossed over the details and only given him the outcome. That’s how they could lie so smoothly without even a tremble in their voice.
Guppping’s methods of keeping the house running inside the redevelopment zone were pathetic and vile. First, he’d send in the Gweoleum-dong thugs to use force. If that failed, he’d stage fatal accidents to force the companies to back off. That extreme tactic had worked several times. Which meant people had died—more than a few.
And afterward, with the backing of contacts in city hall and the police, he’d roughly cover up the incidents. Once things quieted down, he’d reopen the house and casually run the games again like nothing had happened.
"This time, there won’t be an incident. No way!"
Mu-gyeong said nothing in return, his lips tightly shut. Maybe afraid Mu-gyeong might pull out his investment, Guppping scrambled to reassure him.
"How are you so sure?"
"Huh?"
"What makes you so sure, Gu Madam?"