JEONGHAN’S POV
I pulled up in front of Seoul police station and was about to climb down the car when my phone rings again. I had declined all Cheol’s call because I know he’s with Yoo-Mi but it was now dad who is calling me.
“Dad?” I picked up his call.
“Jeonghan where are you?” his voice is dangerously calm but I don’t give a fuck.
“Out. If Yoo-Mi called you, tell her we had an emergency errands to run in the office.”
“What? But I am here in her room right now! Where are you?” he shouted, his voice was hoarse.
“I don’t care dad! Just tell her anything!” I shouted back, frustrated.
“Jeonghan!”
“Okay fine, I’m here in Seoul police station. I’m going to talk to Brittany.” I heaved a sigh. “Call you later dad. Bye!”
“Jeonghan, don’t hang up on me! Jeonghan!”
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“How’s the interrogation going on?” I asked Officer Jeon.”