Sarah tilted her head with a dismissive attitude. "Huh?"
Joseph stood up and pointed at the screen. "Stop this!"
Sarah tilted her head to the other side. "Why would I?"
Joseph gritted his teeth, staring hard at the screen showing the car driving away. "I'll do it! I'll do it!" he shouted anxiously. "I'll send you the shares and leave the country!"
"Hmm...why can't I believe you?" Sarah pursed her lips, looking at the old man skeptically.
Gritting his teeth, Joseph threw the crumpled paper to the floor as he scrambled to his desk--or rather, the vault inside a secret compartment of his desk drawer. Sarah strolled to the desk with Hajin, arching her brow and half expected the old man to pull out a gun or something in anger.
But then again, it wasn't a movie. Not even Hajin had a gun.
Instead, he took out a briefcase and slammed it on the desk. "It's here!" he said agitatedly. "The bonds and certificates are all here!"
