Chapter 31: Need help?
Rohit and Seo-yeon stiffened at the sound of approaching footsteps.
They were trapped in the corner stall of the won’s washroom — one wrong move and they’d beco the latest scandal in the city’s most popular mall.
Not willing to take any chances, Rohit quickly clamped a hand over Seo-yeon’s mouth, pressing her gently against the wall. With a sharp gesture, he signaled her to stay quiet. She didn’t resist, so he focused on listening, though he kept his hand in place.
From their voices, the newcors were clearly two mature won, chatting cheerfully about soone they knew.
"Sharma ji is such a fine gentleman. Sotis I feel so jealous of his wife," said the first woman, the sound of running water following her words.
"Honestly, he treats her so nicely. I wonder why our husbands change after marriage," the second replied. A dull thud and the jingle of bangles followed — probably a purse being set down and makeup being taken out. "But haven’t you ever wondered what he does in those rooms? He pays us an insane amount of rent for that."
"Everyone has their secrets," the first woman answered. "Maybe she knows and pretends not to, just to keep his ego happy."
The second woman laughed softly. "So true. If my husband were like him, I wouldn’t even mind if he had an affair. Powerful n deserve more won."
"It’s a pity he’s bald for his age," the first woman sighed, "or he might be more handso."
"Who cares? He’s powerful," the other replied. "Rember how he handled that Inco Tax officer over the phone? The man’s face was priceless."
"Poor man," the first woman chuckled darkly. "I told that officer not to ss with us. But no — he wanted to sue. Well, Sharma ji will take care of him and his pathetic case. We’ll certainly get our flat back."
And so the conversation continued..
Rohit’s eyebrows rose. From their conversation, it was clear they were talking about a judge — one who had so secret arrangent to use a flat they jointly owned. The IT departnt must have tried to raid , but he’d used his influence to push them back.
The worst part? These won seed related to him, and if the judge was nearby with his wife, catching Rohit and Seo-yeon in this position could turn the matter into a full-blown disaster.
The na "Sharma," the bald head, and the judiciary clicked instantly in Rohit’s mind. It had to be his friend’s father — Kavita Sharma’s husband. He wanted to hear more
"Why wouldn’t he help us? He’s our top—" The second woman was interrupted as the first woman hushed her. "Sshuushh! Babita, don’t forget we’re in a public washroom. So things are better not ntioned everywhere."
At this, Rohit identified the second woman as babita , who seed more bold and younger-sounding , while the first remained more conservative and older.
Babita chuckled. "It’s been too silent, theres no—" She suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Rohit’s ears perked instantly. He didn’t need ti to figure it out — they had noticed the closed corner stall and were about to investigate.
He glanced at Seo-yoon, eting her equally fearful gaze. It was expected.
As he pulled his hand away, he noticed her face was flushed red with embarrassnt. That was when he realized his other hand had slipped to her waist for balance. At any other ti, he would have apologized, but that would have been a waste. There was no ti to maintain a formal image in the middle of a crisis.
With a quick hand gesture, he signaled that soone was coming and pointed to the gap beneath the door.
"Trust , ok?
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