Masato Miraki's Residence
At Masato Miraki's residence, a servant enters a room,
" Sir, a man is here for you."
Masato looks up.
" And who is this late night visitor?"
The servant answers,
" The person is Mr. Hiro Hirai."
Masato gasps.
"You mean Hiro Hirai is here so late at night. Let him in. Let me see. I will see what he has to say."
The servant nods.
"Ok, sir, as you wish."
Hiro enters the room his gaze meets Masato, Masato stammers.
"What are you doing here, Mr. Hirai"
Hiro laughs frenziedly.
"Am not here to hurt you. Don't stammer. Did you see me with a gun."
Masato exhales slowly.
"If you aren't here to finish me off, what are you here for."
Hiro smirks,
" Hold on, I am not here to hurt you. Don't be afraid you aren't even part of my blacklist."
Masato huffs,
"And how do I believe this Dangerous Don."
Hiro answers,
" I know that I am not the kind of person to be trusted, but to be sincere, I am only here for business, nothing else."
Masato stands up.
"What kind of business."
Hiro taps him on the shoulder.
" The type of business that has to deal with my daughter your company's lead fashion designer."
Masato looks at him in a confused manner.
"What business do you want to discuss with me about your daughter."
Hiro sighs, trying to stay calm.
" I don't want to waste my time and yours, so I will clearly state what I want you to do, and that is for you to fire my daughter, Mei."
Masato's eyes widen.
"What fire your daughter"
Masato laughs then continues,
"You are joking right cause I am sure this must be a joke."
Hiro turns serious.
"Do you think I am joking? I meant everything I just said."
Masato frowns
"It can't be my company is famous worldwide because I found your daughter and you want me to fire her. If I fire her, I will lose everything."
Hiro smiles
"That's why I came here prepared. How much do you want."
Masato responds
" Excuse me!"
Hiro strokes his hair
"Don't act as if you don't understand what I mean."
Masato looks puzzled
"Seriously, I don't understand what you mean."
Hiro starts counting
" 1 million won, 10 million won, 100 million won."
Masato expression changes to shock and realization
"You are trying to bribe me into firing your daughter, aren't you."
Hiro smirks slyly
"And I believe it is working right."
Masato shakes his head
" I have never seen a person who is willing to sabotage his own daughter."
Hiro smirks
"Now you have seen."
Masato stands firm
" I won't fire your daughter. If I do, my company will go down in flames. If I fire her, other companies will have the chance to have her, and that will be the end of me and my career."
Hiro sighs
" I don't care. Should I bid higher? Maybe this time in a different currency, let me start $1 million,$10 million,$100 million."
Masato eyes widen at the enormous amount
"$1 billion."
Hiro gasps, taken aback by the hefty price tag,
"First time someone left me speechless, weren't you just preaching to me now like I always say money can buy anyone, and I mean anyone."
Masato nods slowly
"Will you get it or not."
Hiro responds
"Why not I can go to great lengths to destroy her."
Masato asks
"Since you are willing to pay up, then i have no objection, but I have a question."
Hiro sighs
"And what might that be?"
Masato inquires
"How will I handle the press if the news of her getting fired gets out? They will to me and raid me with questions."
Hiro smiles slyly
"Then you tell them that she is incapable."
Masato glowers
"And you think a sane adult will believe such a lie."
Hiro huffs impatiently
"Just say it. I will take my leave and as for the money you will receive it before the end of tomorrow."
Hiro takes his leave.
Masato sighs
"It will be a great loss to lose her, but she is not the only talented fashion designer."
Mei manages to hail a cab and slips inside.
The driver asks
"Madam, where to?"
Mei tells him to her elder cousin Erika's address.
He starts driving, he glances at her in the rearview mirror,
"Madam, you're drenched. Do you need a towel."
Mei nods weakly.
"Yes, please."
He hands her the towel.
As she wraps it around herself, she notices her arm bleeding profusely
She asks,
" Please, do you perhaps have a handkerchief ?"
The driver replies,
" Yes ma'am take."
Mei manages to stop the bleeding, but not for long.
The driver announces,
"Ma'am here we are."