GARAM eyed Song Sihyuk suspiciously.
Why isn't Hyung acting like the horny dog that he is?
Plus, the Alpha was able to calm his erection without doing anything.
Since when did Hyung's common sense prevail over his libido?
"Garam-ah, you're barely touching your food," Song Sihyuk said sternly, lifting his head from the laptop to give Garam a scolding look. "If you don't like the soup, tell me. I'll fire the chef and look for another one who can satisfy your palate."
Aigoo.
Garam quickly ate a few spoonfuls of the hangover soup before complaining to the Alpha. "Hyung, I don't want to be the reason innocent people lose their jobs, okay?"
"They're not innocent if they can't serve you properly."
"Hyung, I'm not a chaebol like you— I'm a commoner."
"What does it have to do with our conversation?"
"I'm saying I'm a part of the working class, so I don't want my fellow commoners to suffer just because a chaebol like you is so out of touch with reality."
