To Kiss An Idol-Chapter 184 - 184 The Unlocking of Phone

184 The Unlocking of Phone

With a devilish smile on his face, Dae sat next to Jae-Hwa and started his car. He noticed that his pants pocket lit up in a square light. He knew he placed his phone on the charger as soon as he sat inside the car which meant that the phone that was active right now was Nivritti’s phone.

He glanced at Jae-Hwa to check if she noticed the phone in his pocket. Of course, she would ask why he was carrying two phones. No one ever saw him carrying two phones in life and that would create doubt in her mind. He had to think of a way to divert her mind.

First, he thought of engaging her in conversation. “Ritti is your good friend, right?” he broke the ice.

“Yeah!” smiled Jae-Hwa. But he could that it was an uncomfortable smile.

“Is she feeling uneasy with me?” pondered Dae.

“I am envious that you have such a good friend, even though she is so new to our team. I have been working so long in this team, yet I don’t have such a good friend,” he commented.

“Don’t say that, now you are our friends too,” chuckled Jae-Hwa, awkwardly.

“She is definitely feeling uncomfortable. Should I make her more uneasy? That way she will notice nothing else. But what should I do?” Suddenly he flashed a devious smile and removed his hand from the steering wheel. Softly he placed his hand over Jae-Hwa’s thighs. Jae-Hwa gasped and froze instantly at his gesture. With a smirk on his face, he patted her thighs and said, “thank you for that. I will make sure to become a good friend to you all.” f𝙧𝒆𝚎𝑤e𝚋𝓷o𝘷𝗲l.c𝐨m

He noticed her expression and realised that his plan succeeded. He fried her brain with his touch. Now she would not think about anything else rather than his inappropriate touch. Even though he just touched her to divert her attention from himself, he liked touching her. He could tell that her skin was soft even though he was just touching the fabric of her dress.

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Suddenly he realised that he was married and what he was doing was inappropriate. He patted her thighs one last time and removed his hands. By that time, Jae-Hwa’s mind had turned into charcoal. There was nothing inside her skull that she could use to think. 𝙛𝘳𝘦e𝓌e𝗯n𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝚘𝑚

Dae asked her about the plagiarised scripts, but Jae-Hwa could not answer him. She was still in shock. He shouted her name, and she came out of her coma. Finally, she answered that she had found some new plagiarised scripts. Dae taunted that Nivritti’s idea failed, it didn’t work. People were still posting copied scripts.

Again, Jae-Hwa took Nivritti’s side and argued that it would be impossible to make everyone stop copying from others. At least after marking those plagiarised scripts, they were banning the writers from participating again.

Through clenched teeth, Dae smiled at her reply. He gripped his steering wheel so tight that his knuckles turned white. “No matter what I say, this girl always talks in favour of that moron girl,” chided Dae. “Well, not after tonight. She will be gone, and the rencontre team will be mine.”

In his jealousy, he forgot that he was the head of the rencontre team and even if he would get Nivritti fired, it still would be her idea. There was no changing that.

Finally, the car reached Jae-Hwa’s house. He said goodbye to Jae-Hwa, and she got off the car. The moment she was out again the phone in his pocket lit up. He took it out and saw the name “headache”.

“Headache! Who is that?” he thought.

He heard the sound of his trunk opening and immediately hid the phone. Jae-Hwa took her bags out and shut the trunk. Without even glancing at Dae she walked inside her house.

Dae immediately moved his car away from Jae-Hwa’s house. He drove like a maniac and reached his house. The phone kept ringing and “headache” kept displaying on the screen all the way.

“Stop calling, whoever you are,” he shouted at the phone.

Finally, he was out of his car, and he ran towards the stairs. He ducked into a stairwell and took out his phone first. He created a new username and made a profile, just to talk to the person he was going to sell the information to.

He then searched for the username ‘missmatch’ the popular paparazzi who kept following actors and idols and posted hidden news about them. Whatever she posted on her handle always went viral and would result in big scandals.

She exposed so many couples, so many bullying cases, and so many extramarital affairs, if she would have opened her agency, it would have been one of the best news agencies, but she was happy being a paparazzi. Many companies paid her money to keep quiet.

So many articles were written about her saying that she was a self-made millionaire. She was still finishing her college and she was equally famous as an idol or an actor. Everyone in the entertainment world knew about her and secretly was scared of her.

He opened the message section of her profile and typed a little information about him. He told her that he worked in K&Q and has some information about ASD. He told her that he had proof of June being involved in a violent act and he was willing to send it to her. He told her everything about the restaurant, its location, the date the assault happened, everything.

While he was waiting for her answer, he took out Nivritti’s phone and inserted the code. The phone unlocked. He opened her gallery. There was not a single photo or video.

“What??” he shouted. “How is her gallery empty? Does she not take any selfies? She spends so much time with ASD and Jae-Hwa, does she not take a single photo? What the hell? Where is that video? WHERE IS THAT VIDEO???” he yelled at the top of her lungs.

Suddenly his phone chimed. His heart jumped out of his mouth. He stopped breathing. “Did she reply me back?” he asked himself. He looked at his phone. His eyes widened when he saw her reply.

“I don’t know if this is a joke, but I am going to have this conversation with you. I searched for the restaurant you mentioned and the date that you mentioned. There is nothing in the news, but I found some comments on the communicator app. It coincides with the location and date. So, I am willing to take a look at what you have. But if you are wasting my time or making a fool out of me, make sure, I will make it my life’s mission to destroy you,” replied ‘missmatch’.

Dae gulped after reading her warning. He had no idea what to do, what to reply. He thought he would find the footage in Nivritti’s phone but there was nothing there. He cursed himself for contacting her before checking Nivritti’s phone. He had thought about that. He had planned to check the phone first and then contact ‘missmatch’ but in excitement, he made a mistake.

He kept raking his brain on what to do, how to reply her back. Should he delete his account? Should he leave her on read? What if she could trace him and approach him? What would he do then? But his account was an anonymous one. How would she find out? But she said that she would destroy his life for wasting her time. Could she do that? Was she so powerful?

His worry changed into anger as he realised that everything happened because of Nivritti. “Who keeps their phone empty? But that manager said that she took that footage in her phone, the one and only copy. SO WHERE IS IT?” he screamed.

He again opened every single folder in her phone but could not find that footage. Abruptly a notification popped up on her phone. It was a message from someone named ‘JJ’. He knew that she called June, JJ. It was a simple ‘hi’.

“June and Nivritti message each other?” pondered Dae. “Wait! I can send this message to ‘missmatch’ and tell her that June is having an affair. That too will create a problem and Nivritti will have to leave the company,” smirked Dae over his evil plan.

And the next moment a few more notifications appeared. Mostly it was ‘hi’s and ‘hello’s. Someone named ‘NK’ asked, “why have we made this group?”

JJ replied, “so we can talk about MY hyung health here. Now, we can post it here, and everyone can read it. No need to send his medical report to Ritti separately.”

The notification disappeared after seconds.

“Medical report? What are they talking about?” pondered Dae. He dragged the notification down and pressed on the messages. He was waiting for the app to open but to his shock, a keypad appeared on the screen asking him to enter the code.

“She keeps her messaging app locked? What is she hiding here?” he asked. He knew the code so happily, he punched in the number, but the screen just shook, and a message appeared, “wrong password. Try again.”