“I’m not sure if the food is to your taste.”

The chairman’s housekeeper brought some tea and fruits. Maru looked at the red-colored tea in front of him before speaking,

“I haven’t had food this good in a while.”

“It was worth putting in the effort. I wouldn’t have had any face if the food was bad when I invited over a guest. You should eat those fruits too. And you too, Giwoo.”

Maru picked up the thin fruit fork. Lotus patterns were painted on the end, and in the middle was something like a diamond.  It was probably not just something ‘like’ a diamond; it was likely a real one. The chairman despised counterfeits. He even said it in their conversation. Maru picked up a slice of sliced strawberry and put it in his mouth. It was the sweetest one he had in a while.

“So, you have known my son since high school?” the chairman asked.

Maru could see Giwoo’s hand flinch in front of him. He was probably walking on needles right now. After all, the chairman must be a literal ‘god’ to...