Slowly, with a smug look, Oliver turned to look at Kim Jiah's father.
"Mr. Hyungho, you look constipated. Do you need to take a break? If you want, please do so. We can wait." Oliver made a snide remark and motioned for Jiah to follow him.
"Jiah, come here and sit." He said and made her sit next to him.
Hyungho could only stay silent as he watched his daughter follow the scoundrel.
He clenched his jaws and glared.
For a few seconds, he indeed looked constipated.
"Now that we have everyone here, let me get straight to the point." Oliver began to speak.
"As you all know, Miss Jiah is pregnant with my brother's child. My brother is interested in keeping the child. So…"
Oliver paused to take a breath and looked at everyone in the room.
"...So let me ask, in front of all of you." Oliver turned to face Jiah.
"Miss Jiah, are you willing to keep the child?"
The question was direct and struck the crux of the problem.
