Joon bluntly muttered, pausing his work as he looked up at him from the desk like he was a forlorn soul. Cheon Areum didn't mind the judgment, not when Joon could still give him what he wanted. Without wasting another second, he stepped closer and tugged at Joon's chair, pulling it out from the desk. Then, he crouched down and slipped into the pit beneath the desk, curling himself into the narrow space to hide—just in case Yoon Seoyul or Lee Nari stepped out of the office and caught him eavesdropping.
"Now tell me word for word what they are talking about."
"Do you really want to listen in? I don't think it will be anything pleasant."
Joon calmly pulled his chair back into place and removed his glasses, placing them neatly on the desk. His fingers briefly pinched the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes, taking a moment to rest them.
"Master just asked Lee Nari to leave if she is done."
"No. Not like this. Just say the name and the exact words."
