JISOO
I did nothing wrong.
Why am I the one getting the brunt of it?
"You will tell them it was a practiced video for a short commercial." Sungho's voice sounded faintly in my ears as I sat numbly in front of his table. "We can't have the investors withdrawing their money. You boys' album hasn't been made public yet."
My gaze fell to my hands pressed tightly on my lap as he kept yapping. Yong's father had contacted CEO Sungho, threatening him about withdrawing his support, and since he was the biggest investor, CEO Sungho had no other choice but to place the victim as the scapegoat.
He can afford to lose me, but not Yong's father.
After all I've done for him, I am still treated as a product whose value is below average.
"Do you understand?" He tapped the table and I woke up from my daze.
"Yes, I'd do exactly as told," I muttered.
"Good." He exhaled, leaning back against his chair. "I'll have your manager pick the time for the live session."
A live session?
