Katherine walked into the hospital and her assigned nurse was already handing her a coat. "I have a patient?" She asked.

"Well... you did but Doctor Ju has taken care of it, the patient is in surgery right now." The nurse replied.

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"Was I gone that long?" Katherine asked.

"It was a VIP patient so you know..." She trailed off.

Katherine sighed, she definitely understood what Felicia meant. Doctor Ju was like a vulture, always lurking around looking for great opportunities like this. Ofcourse she would never be assigned such an important client so she would always take extra shifts and was always willing to stay when no one would. Being available didn't make you a good doctor.

"But Mr. Song asked me to inform you, he is waiting for you in your office." She said.

"Paul?" She nodded.

Sighing she walked to her office, wondering why he decided to grace her with his presence. And warn him to stop doing things like this, it was causing misunderstandings.

"Katherine! Oh my goodness why aren't you answering your phone?" Paul rose as soon as she entered, his brown hair falling into his face. 'He must have been running his hands through them' she thought. He tends to do that when he was stressed. 'I wonder what stressed him out' she thought.

"When did you call me?" She asked pulling her phone out of her jean pocket. "Oh I turned my phone off." She shrugged.

"Why?" Paul asked as if she just said she shaved her head. Katherine pouted and walked to her sit.

"What? I can't do even that?" She said.

"No, it's just... it's not really like you." He said. Sitting back down, brooding.

Katherine smiled at his expressions, Paul was totally and absolutely cute when he wanted to be. He had the kind of personality that was easily volatile. He could be extremely playful, serious and absolutely cute when he wanted to be.

"Paul, what are you doing here?" She asked.

"Jason has been trying to reach you."

"Of course that's why you're here." She said sounding a little disappointed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He suddenly became serious.

"Paul your mother met me today" Katherine said.

"Really? Ugh... I'm sorry, I have no idea why she keeps doing that. I promise I've told her to stop." He said.

"Well it seems you didn't drive your point home, Paul I'm tired of this." She said honestly.

Paul sighed and combed through his hair with his fingers, "I'm sorry Kath."

"What does Jason want with me?" She asked.

"I'm not sure, he said to tell you to go to his penthouse." Paul said.

Katherine rolled her eyes, "I'm not doing that, I'm not your slave. To will me here and there as you deem fit okay?"

"Katherine."

"If he wants something he should come here and get it." She said.

"Why are you acting like this?" He asked.

"Are you still asking me that?" She stood up.

"Because of my mom? Come on, seriously it not as if it's the first time, and I don't even know why it's affecting you so much. We are not a thing, never been never will." Paul replied.

Katherine gasped. "So then what the hell am I to you Paul? Why does you're mother think I'm such a threat?" She asked him.

"How am I supposed to know? You are nothing like the girls I usually date. I've never even thought of us like that." He said curtly.

Katherine nodded. "Well tell that to your mother, tell her I'm nothing to you! Hmm... I'm not even in your league why does she keep hounding me like a vulture?!" Katherine yelled.

"Are you getting angry at me right now?" Paul asked in shock. "Is this because of my mom?"

"No! This is all you right now?" She spat.

"Me? What did I say?" He said.

Katherine stood in awe shaking her head in disbelief at the clueless man in front of her. "What did you say? What did you say."

Paul raised his brows expecting an answer.

"Get out!" She screamed. "You and Jason can go and fix your problems. Don't include me in them!"

"Katherine" Paul said in disbelief.

"I'm serious Paul." She said staring daggers at the man in front of her.

"Fine, if you don't want to help either of us, do it for Jessie. You're fond of her right? She tried to kill herself earlier today." Paul said.

"She did what?" Katherine gasped. "Oh my, is she okay?"

"Yeah, but Jason still wants to be safe."

"Fine I'll go." She said "But." she raised her hand to stop him from talking. "I'll go on my own."

"How? Your car is in the shop." he said.

"I can commute."

"Don't. Take my car, I'll find my way." He said handing her the keys. When she didn't take them he placed them on her desk and walked out.

Katherine shook off the tears that pooled in her eyes, 'No more Kate, no more.'

Grabbing the keys, she shed of her labcoat and walked out.

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Jonathan stared into space for a while, replaying what his brother said to him this morning. 'Was he really challenging me?' he thought. It made him incredibly angry, he didn't ask for this. He was perfectly happy living his old life with his mother, he didn't ask to be uprooted from his life, from everything he knew. He hated the way the first words his brother would say to him were full of spite and venom. He always imagined what it would feel like to play with his older brother. That was all he thought about growing up, watching his brother grow up on tv, in the centre of all the attention. But he was never jealous of that, the only thing he wanted was to have a brother, have a brother in his life. He was always envious of his friends that had older brothers.

And know he finally met his older brother, and he hated him. Well the feeling was mutual, and he better watch out. He never had interest in the company of the family business but now? If fighting for the company was the only way his brother would acknowledge him then he would fight.

He finally stood up and walked out to get some air and clear his thoughts when he saw a tearful and sobbing Krystal carrying a box of her things.

"What are you doing?" He asked her.

"Sir..." She cried, wiping her wet nose with the back of her long white sleeve.

"Why are you crying and why do you have that box?" Jonathan asked struggling to hide his laughter.

Krystal crying was really a sight, she didn't have any inhibitions she just let her emotions out on display. He stood in the middle of the hallway with a wailing secretary.

"Bu- but I'm firrreddd" She cried, sniffling.

"And who said that?" Jonathan asked.

"Your... your brother. The CEO." She said.

"Who hired you?" Jonathan's asked.

"The job company" She cried.

"Oh, I didn't realise. That didn't go as planned." He muttered. "It doesn't matter, you work for me so I get to decide."

"What?"

"You're not fired." Jonathan said.

"Really? Are you sure?" Krystal asked.

He nodded. She started to walk back to him, still crying. "Don't" sniff " joke" sniff "with" sniff "me, you're not joking with me right?"

Jonathan laughed at her, "Don't laugh either, this is serious" She sniffed "I haven't paid my rent yet, I just said that to my sister so she wouldn't say I'm irresponsible."

"But I aaaammmm" she wailed. "I spent all the money on Daniel oppa's new album, I really need this job." She looked up at him, box in hand and tears dripping.

Jonathan couldn't stop himself anymore, he chuckled as he walked to her. He leaned down and looked into her eyes. "You're not going anywhere okay?" She nodded.

"Look at you" he shook his head. Pulling out a handkerchief he wiped her face and lead her back to her desk in front of his office.

"Unpack okay, and take the afternoon off." He said.

"No!" She said enthusiastically. "I'm here to work for you! And I'll do exactly that" She tapped her chest and bowed to him.

Jonathan laughed as he walked away.