The moment that name was dropped, the kitchen was filled with silence. Even the bodyguards almost dropped the cookies in their hands. Eugene had nothing in his mouth, but he almost choked, staring at Mr. Edwards without blinking.
"...Who?"
"Michael Kim," Mr. Edwards repeated calmly.
"M-Minho...?" Ian widened his eyes, covering his parted lips. "Y-you mean...my son Mike?"
Mr. Edwards smiled. "Interesting, isn't it?"
"That's one way to put it..." Eugene finally blinked, reaching out to his lemonade again.
"It seemed like someone managed to talk some sense into him." Mr. Edwards shrugged.
"Hah!" Eugene scoffed.
Ian turned his head; the hand covering his mouth lowered to show a completely bewildered expression on his face. "Yujin?"
"...Ah," Eugene covered his mouth, cursing inwardly.
