It was six o'clock in the morning

when the phone started ringing nonstop in Jung's residence.

Mr. Jung groaned loudly upon hearing the annoying ringing of the phone. 'Who is he calling at this early hour of the morning?' Think tense. He reached out to grab the phone that was on the other side of

the bed

"Yoboseyo?"

“Mr. Jung? It's Park Yoochun." A voice on the other line said quickly.

“What's up? Do you realize what time it is now?” He asked a little angrily.

How does his lawyer call him in the midst of his peaceful sleep?

“I am sorry to bother you this early morning. But it is important. It's about Yunho.”

“Yunho? What's up with Yunho?"

“He got into trouble last night. He….” Before he could finish his sentence, Mr. Jung interrupted him, saying quickly, “He’s an old guy. He can assume his responsibilities. Give him the money he wants and let's talk about it later in the office.”

Mr. Jung was about to hang up when his lawyer shouted on the line, “No! It can't wait! He needs help right now!"

"What's up?" Mr. Jung started getting more nervous, “Where is he now?”

“In prison,” he replied hesitantly.

"what?!!" His eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened wide. He sat up straight and put the phone in his right ear, "What is he doing there?"

“He was stopped by the police last night at your hotel,” his lawyer, Park Yoochun, was trying to explain to him.

“Is this a joke?! It's not funny, Yoochun!" Mr. Jung replied.

“It's no joke, Mister Jung. He's really in prison.”

Mr. Jung heard the lawyer, who had been by his side all these years, sighing. “I don't understand why you couldn't get him out of there. You are the best lawyer in the country. Just pay the guarantee."

“The charges against him are many, Mister Jung. It's not easy, if I could do something I wouldn't have called you this early in the morning.”

“What did he do this time?”

“Intoxication, drug use and rape,” he replied briefly. He knew Mister Jung was going to explode because of what he had told him and his prediction was correct.

"what happened? Yunho has never done these things before. He was drunk, well anyone could get drunk. But using drugs and rape, that's ridiculous. Are you sure it's Yunho, my son?"

"YES I am sure. I even met Yunho himself at the police station.”

“Then why didn’t you bring him home with you?”

Yoochun sighed before continuing to explain the matter to this stubborn man, “I couldn't find an excuse for him. Also, there were many witnesses, even Yunho himself admitted his mistake.”

“Stupid boy!” Mr. Jung cursed his son.

“I will tell you everything that happened before you get caught up in the papers this morning. Yunho was drunk last night at your hotel. And there was a birthday party for a girl named Min Hyorin. According to Yunho, he was impressed by one of the guests there, Kwan Yuri. But that girl ignored him and that angered him. He used drugs and drugged her, too. Now this girl has filed a lawsuit against him for rape.”

"This is ridiculous!!" Mr. Jung interrupted him,

“What made things difficult was that, Yunho said at the police station that he would take all the blame and pleaded guilty. That's why I could n't bail him. "

After hearing his lawyer's explanation, Mr. Jung put his hand on his head, "I don't know what's wrong with this boy. Yunho is a smart boy. Why is he acting careless this time? Who knows, it could be that this girl is just trying to get him?”

“Mister Jung, I met Yunho early this morning at the police station. It looked bad. I have never seen him in this condition in the fifteen years that I have known him. He feels great remorse for what he did to that girl.” Yoochun spoke softly, then continued, “I tried to make a commitment for him, but he refused. He kept telling me that he felt

guilty.”

“Okay, come to my office at nine in the morning. Give me a complete file on this girl,” Mr. Jung said hurriedly.

"Okay, I'll meet you there," Yoochun replied.

“By the way Yoochun, do you have any solution to free my son,” he said and then sighed heavily.

“The only way for him to get his freedom back is for the girl to drop the case against him.”

“Make her do it before she comes to my office, give her money or whatever she wants. Just bring me Yunho, bring me my only son,” Mr. Jung said sadly.

“Okay, good bye, Mr. Jung. see you later".

The line had been cut off for some time, but Mr. Jung still held the handset in his hand. He stared blankly. How was Yunho able to get involved in this incident, which will lead to the destruction of his name, his great family name?

He sighed again, hoping it was just a dream. Nevertheless, he believed that his trusted lawyer would handle the situation wisely.

cursing again that girl who raised such a big problem. What was her name? Yuri? Yuri what? Damn!

He stood and went to the door of the room. He opened the door forcefully and called out loudly to the maid, "Bring me all the papers today to my room! Immediately!!" In less than two minutes, all the papers were on his bed. It seemed like a nightmare to him. He took one of the sheets that was on top of that pile of newspapers.

He blinked his eyes several times before reading the headline on the front page, ""Jung Yunho, son of a millionaire businessman in prison"", who wrote in big bold, looked at the first paragraph of the article 'The police arrested the millionaire's son, Jong Yunho, who is aged 26 years old, at his father's hotel, while he was at a party at 2 am last night. He was arrested on serious charges such as drunkenness, drug use and rape. According to his private lawyer, Mr. Park Yoochun, this matter is not yet clear enough. He has suggested that he wait until he makes his case in court next month. According to analysts' predictions, Jong Yunho, the only son of millionaire Mr. Jung, owner of the chain of ten hotels in Korea, Japan and China, will be the heir to his father's most importa business. Nevertheless,..” Mister Jung angrily closed the newspaper. He could not read the article further. He grabbed another newspaper and from reading the headline he knew the content would be the same as before. He threw all the newspapers on the floor in frustration. He went to the bathroom to take a shower, hoping the cold water would help clear his mind.