Sold? Oh Please.

Jason started to head out but George stopped him. "Not you." Were his curt words.

Jason stopped and turned around, with a blank expression on his face. 

"It's not what it looks like." He started to explain but Jason hand in the air stopped his further explanations and George regarded him with caution.

"I don't care about what happened here, everyone has a past. If you were going to try to explain that is." He said curtly, unwilling to have this conversation with George, he never cared for Patricia so nothing said could change his mind about the woman. Infact, he was pleased at the turn of events here today.

Granted he hadn't been able to slip away to go through George's office but he managed to send a guard he trusted. But with this evening's entertainment he felt he wouldn't be too disappointed whatever the outcome.

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A few hours ago.

"Wow I never realized you hacked." Tony marvelled as he watched her fingers move.

"You do realise my real name is Lenora Han right? I'm the only child to Han chemicals and K-"

"Kiagon phones and gadgets." Tony finished.

"I see you're aware, it was my breakfast to programme." She said as she clicked the enter button. "I'm in..."

"Wow!" Tony exclaimed looking closer at the laptop.

"No I should be telling you Wow, how did you get this video?" She asked. "I never even suspected Patricia was actually the other woman. Gosh I feel so sorry towards Jessie."

"I hope this opens your eyes as to the situation of things in the world, not everything is as it seems, I needed something to use to protect Jessie incase the scandal ruined her career. She was innocent, she is innocent. She always is..." Tony explained with a pale expression, his heartbreaking all over again for her.

Lenora brows furrowed together as she watched Tony. "You said you met her when she came to the company? You too must have become so close." 

"Not actually, that's what I had Jessie believed. Her dad actually saved my life, I was a troubled teenager and he was in a way my salvation. He told me to take care of Jessie when she left home." He explained. "In a way I was just standing in for her dad, I expected to hate her." Lenora eyes widened at his statement. 

"The last time I met her, she was an annoying, entitled brat. But she grew up, in just seven years at fifteen she was humble and ready to learn. Yet she was so strong she never let anything bring her down or make her sad for too long. I fell in love with her, non-romantic ofcourse. She in a way both my daughter and younger sister." He said, smiling at the memories he would never give up for the world.

"Well, let's try to get her life back why don't we?" Lenora said with a smile.

"Go ahead."

"Here goes..." Lenora said clicking the button. 

The screen went blank and Tony looked at her with curious eyes, reminding her of three wide eyed toddlers she once met.

"Is is done?" Tony asked.

"Yes but... the real fight only begins now. Too many times I've fought this battle, I'm not going to win but I can hold out for long this time." She grinned wickedly. 

The side of Tony's upper lip slanted upwards confusion and he felt the need to ask as she began to pound into her keyboard violently. "What battle?"

"The Lee tower, they don't allow hackers.." she sent him an intense glare. "Ever, they will try to delete the video as soon as it is uploaded, they will succeed as well. But what I am doing is making sure it is seen for as long as I can." She explained. 

"Ahhh..." 

"Wait a minute the flash drive!" She gasped. "Remove it from th- damn! I hope that wasn't the only copy?" She asked.

"Why?" 

"We can't get it back, they deleted the video from my laptop and by extension every thing connected meaning the video is gone." She said sighing in defeat.

"Well let's just hope this is enough to ruin her. They will be other guests in the ball right?" Lenora asked. "Surely someone will record it, they're humans it second nature."

"I really doubt that, they wouldn't let their guests go in with phones." Tony groaned.

"Oh well...."

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But someone did record it. Not intentionally anyway but as Jason left the office, a tie came from Paradise. The exact same one Patricia got for him, only with a camera. It was for his safety, so the guards to keep an eye on what went on in the ball room incase things went south. Which they did but to their benefit.

This information he wasn't even aware of at the time. "So you don't care about what happened and you still want to marry my neice?" George asked.

"Isn't that what you want?" Jason asked.

"Not so easily, what exactly are you really up to Jason Kang? I know you don't love my neice, so what exactly is the reason your intent on this wedding you have no reason to?" He asked.

Jason grinned at George. "Do I need a reason to get married into the Lee family? The most powerful family in the country, come now you're not asking me such a baseless question." He stated bluntly.

"I'm no fool Jason. If anything, the Kang's are too arrogant to agree that we are the most powerful family in the country. And I hardly doubt that you care." He said. "So instead of trying to avoid the topic, why the hell are you still engaged to Patricia when you made a public display of how displeased you were at becoming in laws with us." George reminded him. 

"Well I grew up, or perhaps I got greedy. Either way I don't have to stand her and answer to you. Patricia is the reason I'm here, I should go to her. It seems like she'll need all the support she can get. Besides you need me to be engaged to Patricia, but you don't hear me asking about the reason do you?" Jason scowled. "We both have our reasons, so we should both pretend that this is a filial engagement. And race to see who gets what they want from this farce first." 

George released a low growl but Jason ignored, walking over to the man. "For your sake and that of you neice" he almost spat the word. "Let's hope I get mine first." He said walking away.

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Patricia sat in the middle of a secluded hallway with her head in her folded knees which she held to her body as sobs wracked her body.

Her grandfather's words ringing in her head. 

You're responsible for his death,

You're responsible for his death, 

YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR HIS DEATH!

Screaming she clutched her head tightly and struggled to keep the words out of her head. Then she heard different words, a different voice and all of a sudden all she wanted was for that voice to be so close it would caress her skin the way it did earlier. 

Pulling her self up she staggered towards the voice, walking out into a small garden in the mansion, and there he was in the moonlight. His dark hair tussled but swept back, he definitely ran his fingers through them.

His fair skin almost glowing under the moon and the way his grey suit hugged his fit but slightly lean frame. It did something to her insides to know he actually wore the outfit she chose. His muscles distinct, his shoulders squared but his waist lean and small. From where he stood she could only make out his side frame and even that made her breathing hitch. The way his lips moved as he spoke made her incredibly hot imagining them on her body. Then he sighed and they was his eyes narrowed, his lashes, long and thick moving up and down he seemed... bothered?

Suddenly the words coming out of his lips became audible to her.

"...would you please just call back so I know your okay? I can't believe I'm leaving a voice mail but this is how desperate you've made me. Please just call back, or at the very least pick up the phone Hmm? I hate how we left things this morning, please don't misunderstand okay? I'll explain everything... don't be stubborn just wait for me. I love you, Jessie." He said finally, cutting the call with a heavy sigh. 

Jessie? 

I love you, Jessie. 

Patricia stilled at first as the words registered to her, she couldn't believe it. Here she was heartbroken and embarrassed. She was literally shattered and dying and he loved Jessie? He loved Jessie, Jessie Jessie Jessie Jessie!!!! Why was it always her?! Why was is always that despicable bitch?!!!!

After everything she did that bitch still took everything she wanted, everything that was supposed to be hers!

"You have got to be fucking kidding me." She breathed out angrily. 

Walking out from the corner where she quietly observed Jason she headed straight for him, looking quite mad, the side of her head stained with dried blood, her dress crumpled and her once pristine hair frazzled and frayed.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me?!" She yelled again.

"Patricia?" Jason gasped in confusion as she matched towards him with killer intent.

"Jessie? Jessie?! Why the hell does it have to be that useless whore?!" She cried.