Lake Or No Lake, You Mean Nothing To Me.

Alistair heaved a heavy sigh, his eyes following Owen's retreating form as he entered his room.

"He's too naïve." He muttered under his breath, his hand coming up to rub his forehead. "What am I going to do with him?"

As if his prayers had been answered, his phone suddenly buzzed, and his boss's name lit up on the screen.

'Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.' He thought, picking the device and answering the call.

"Yes sir?" His voice was stern, and he stood straight, like he would if he was speaking to him in person.

"Is the rumor true?" The voice of the CEO of SG Entertainment boomed.

Alistair flinched at the harshness of his voice. "Not at all." He persuaded, wishing the CEO didn't hear how his voice dipped when he lied. "You know the press is, Sir."

The other end was silent and Alistair wiped the bead of sweat forming on his forehead,

At last, the CEO spoke. "Give the phone to him.

His demand caught Alistair offguard, "Pardon?"

"I know you're in his apartment, so before I come over there, give him the fucking phone." He repeated, this time with more venom Alistair swallowed and glanced in the direction Owen's bedroom. Just then, the male's head stuck out. "Everything alright?" He questioned his manager.

Alistair hesitated, but knowing what was good for Owen, he nudged the phone towards him.

"Who?" Owen asked once be understood his gesture. But Alistair remained silent.

Owen sighed and took the device, bringing it to his ear. "Hello?"

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds before Owen heard the familiar voice. "Owen, are you having fun? Ruining my company's image?"

Clenching his jaw and unclenching it at the anger brought by the ridiculous question. Owen reminded himself that the CEO of SG entertainment was always one to easily believe rumors and that aside, he needed something from him..

The CEO of SG entertainment was the very same person he wanted to go and visit. The one person who despised him yet was the only person capable of smoothly fixing this situation

"Not at all, Sir," Owen replied, his voice calm and collected, a complete contrast to the raging inferno within. "The rumors are just the usual lies the press spreads."

"Are they really?" The CEO challenged, and Owen gritted his teeth, trying his best to stay calm and collected.

"They are."

Silence.

voice was threatening. "I do not plan to let this one slide, sol expect you

words, always busy. He had no time for frivolous things, or anything as a matter of fact, not even

that being said, it came as a surprise

and the annoyance was clear, but that wasn't what caught Owen's attention. It was the fact that he had agreed. "Tomorrow, 6

willing to make time in my schedule. I hope

away from his ear and stared at the black screen for a long moment before turning towards

looking at him with

"You okay?"

smile, responded. "Of course, why wouldn't

withheld himself from prying further, after all, if there was one thing he had grown to known about Owen, then it was the fact that said Idol didn't like when people pried into his matter. Especially when it concerned his father, the CEO of S.G entertainment; Taehyun

her house, Leonica had seriously pondered the males

each time she remembered the feeling of

bold and forward the younger male was. But then again, he was no

was an adult, a rising star who

me?" She questioned, pulling into her driveway. Surely there's a ton of beautiful and talented women around him,

couldn't help but feel guilty, and a bit of disgust at herself that if she entertained the idea of a relationship with

out of the car, not even bothering to lock it. She made her way towards the

need

to hold herself back from lashing out on him. Who did he think he was to just show up at her door. Forget the whole process of helping him regain his memory, his attitude back at the flowery had

She said as the door opened, and she

He called, and Leonica sighed, turning around

you want this time

but considering how she

before the shock wore

Answers." Came his response.

hip. "Answer? Of course you always want answer. But tell

head tilting to the

her anger been directed towards someone else and not him, Gabriel

stance

was, and he didn't have that

day, when I

later spring of 2

you the one who pulled

those years ago that she barely did and the fact that he

him, mouth agape as her gaze bore into his, looking for any signs of trickery. But, when she found none, her expression

half disappointed 'Oh' when

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