Chapter 11: Behind the Scene

Sinju sat in his office. He was busy reading a script titled 'You Have Melted My Heart.' His lips formed a grin so big it would make the Cheshire cat proud.

"This is wonderful!" He said as his head snapped up to the woman standing before him.

"I am happy you like it Sinju." Minyu clapped her hands together and smiled.

"You always bring me wonderful scripts. And I must say... This is the best one yet." Sinju said as he laid back in his office chair.

"When are you going to start with production?" Minyu asked innocently. "It has to happen before Seokjin's company."

"You ask me every time baby sister. And You know that I always get production finished. I must say I find it strange that he never came to realise that you are the reason his company is sinking." Sinju said with a grin.

"I have trained from the best actors and I have played my part well of the CEO's fiancé. I am just tired of doing-"

"Tired?" Sinju screamed and jumped up from his chair. "We haven't done nearly enough! His company did not sink yet and you want to call it quits! Are you out of your mind?"

Minyu took a step back. She was tired of playing the spy for her brother's company, Behind the Scene, all she wanted was to return to her normal life. Being the best actress that she was at her brother's company.

It had been hard for her to play a stupid bimbo who could not even act. She would have given herself an Oscar for her performance. She felt sorry for Jin but her brother's company was failing because of him.

"I am tired and I have blown this. I broke up with Jin," She said cooly.

She saw Sinju's face change colours and his eyes narrowed on her. "Excuse me?"

"I said that I am done. This is the last script I am bringing you, after this, his company will sink to the depth." She replied and turned her back on him.

"You are not done! We are not done, you will go back and beg him to take you back or else!" He screamed at her back.

"Or else what?" She asked with her hand on the doorknob.

"I will make sure you never act again."

That stopped her cold. Never act again? How could her brother be so cold-hearted? It was not her fault that Jin's company was more successful than his. He should have joined forces but no. He chose Jin as his rival since leaving the University of the Arts.

"I will see what I can do." She replied and opened the door, leaving his office.

Tears were running down Minyu's face. Her brother was such a bully but she will help him one last time and that would be to sabotage the interview competition. She wondered why Jin never came to realise that his rival company was winning Oscar's with his scripts?

She did not stop until she got to a taxi. She wanted to go home. Her small apartment not too far from Jin's company, she did not feel sorry that she trashed Jin's home.

She has done everything in her power to find that script and tomorrow she would be on the television that would broadcast her brother's company with the new movie.

She waves down a taxi and climbed in when it stopped. She gave the driver the address and sat back, closing her eyes.

Sinju sat back down in his office chair. He was angry at Minyu. Why did she have to do that? He wanted Jin's company to sink so that he could buy it on the market and become the only film making company.

He grinned. Revenge was almost his, and Minyu has to stay in the game or he would make her life a living hell.

"She just has to get back with him." He muttered out loud.

She was playing her part so well. He remembered that Jin had always been interested in her when he had used her in one of his movie projects.

Poor Jin did not even notice that it was the same girl. How thick could he get? Then again his mind was always in the clouds.

"Your fall is close Jin," Sinju said his grin getting wider and he picked up the script again.

He was going to change the Title, he picked up his phone and dialled for his receptionist.

"Yinga, please organise a press conference for tomorrow. We are going to film a new movie called I gave you my heart."

"I am on it, sir." Her voice was sweet yet excited.

"Good and Yinga?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Ask them to broadcast it on every television station." He hissed.

"I will sir."

He put the phone down and picked up the script. This was going to be his companies saving grace. All of the nominees would be his and he would enjoy nothing more than to rub it in Jin's face.

He opened the page and started reading. He was going to have a busy day tomorrow. He needed to get the best actors and actresses to help get this film off the ground.

The taxi stopped at Minyu's apartment. She climbed out and paid the driver. The taxi drove off and she turned to the building and let out a sigh.

She walked up the stairs and fiddled for her keys in her handbag. She was tired when she finally found the keys; she was at her door.

"Welcome home." She whispered and unlocked her door.

She put on the light and looked around, she had not been here since she was 'engaged to Jin' she went into the kitchen and got out a glass.

She needed some wine and to come up with a plan on how to get back with Jin until her brother called it quits.

She opened the cabinet and found a bottle of Merlot. All the money Jin had given her she had put in a savings account so that she could get out of this dump of an apartment.

She opened the bottle and poured a glass and then she smiled. She knew exactly how she will win Jin back. She was going to let him get the perfect girl to play in his dumbass movie...

"Yes, that would be perfect." She said grinning and picked up the glass and took a sip.

She was going to let him have his fun with the new girl them she will miraculously turn up in every corner and play the martyr.

Jin loved to play the knight to save a damsel in distress and she was going to use it to her advantage.

"Jin would not know what hit him." She said and walked with her glass to her bedroom.

She meant that Jin would not see everything coming. The real reason why his company failed and that she was one of the main reasons.

She was the spy... The spy that sunk everything. The spy that had stolen his success and gave it to her brother.

She sat down on her bed and took another sip of wine. "I do not feel sorry for him anymore."