"W-what?" Madam Hong stammered. On closer inspection, she realized that the man on the bed was not Ash. He was wearing a blonde wig.
KJ stood there, holding the camera. "Caught in the act, Madam Hong," he gave her a sly smile.
"What is the meaning of this?" she asked, stumped as she looked from one man to another. The fake Ash was now putting on a bathrobe.
"A little payback," KJ replied, shutting the camera off. "For the lousy threat you sent to me."
He sat down majestically on a couch opposite the bed. Madam Hong's expression changed from confusion to anger.
"I WILL SUE YOU FOR THIS!" she shrieked. "Y-YOU HAD ME MOLESTED. AND EVEN RECORDED IT?"
"Ahh..." KJ's eyes narrowed. "Molestation, eh? Yeah, what I did could be labeled as that."
"What do you want?" she asked. "Money? I doubt that! You are one of the wealthiest men in this country. You don't need money!"
