✓𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 | 𝟐

19

Jennie booked a combo room with a card room and an additional small KTV booth.

A row of people who excitedly hugged the microphone, screaming, then ran over to play cards. Lisa, who wasn't at all interested, sat on her own and watched the TV.

Jennie's luck must've been good. Every now and then, her excited screams could be heard.

Jimin sat opposite Jennie. Perhaps it was because he hadn't played in such a long while, he wasn't in the right condition tonight; he lost every round. In the end, he let someone else spectating behind him take his place.

Jimin brought a bottle of beer to his mouth, lifted his head, and drank half the bottle. Then he saw Lisa, who was sitting on her own on the sofa and hugging a pillow, immersed in the television. He strode over and sat next to her.

Lisa was watching an old movie which starred Rosé as the leading female. At the time, Rosé was still quite young, and though her acting skills weren't as refined as they were now, there were hints of those beloved skills that everyone supported her for.

Jimin stared at the screen with raised brows, and felt his mood thwarted.

Of all people, Rosé's calm voice was coincidentally heard from the television. "Let's break up..."

Suddenly, Jimin tightly grasped his beer bottle, bending its top until it exploded and splashed all over his hands. Completely unaware, he stared at the television screen with riveting emotions, then raised the remains and downed them. He casually put what was left of the bottle on the coffee table, got up, and then walked out of the room.

When Jimin came out of the restroom, the door to room 1005 opened, and Rosé, who wore a skin-tight mini-dress, stepped out. The two of them exchanged looks for no more than one second, before they looked away as though they hadn't seen each other at all. The two of them looked straight ahead of them, brushing past the other with arrogance and calmness.

Jimin heard the "Ta ta ta" of heels behind him fade away. His footsteps suddenly stopped, and he stood on the spot for a while. He pulled out his phone, made a call, and waited a while. The door of room 1005 behind him opened. A man in an ashy silver suit popped out, "Young master, over here."

Jimin followed the guy in the ashy silver suit into room 1005 with no emotions on his face.

The private room was filled with debauchery and corruption. There sat quite a few men and women. Two women were in a maid outfits and were sitting around a middle-aged man with a large stomach, who was singing. That middle-aged man was clearly off-tune, but he sang into the microphone with an expression as though he was deeply engrossed in the song.

"You are my little apple, I can't love you enough..."

Ever since Jimin was little, he mingled in business circles. Park Ara started to take him to various types of events from a young age, for him to better get to know more people. Though when he grew up it all became a little fake, Jimin knew how to conduct himself.