As Seojun and Alex sat down in the booth, a waiter came over with a friendly smile. He looked like he had worked there for a while. When he saw Alex, his smile grew even bigger.
"Good morning, Mr. Alex," the waiter said kindly. "The usual?"
Alex nodded. "You got it, Ben. The same for him"
As they waited for their breakfast, Ben returned, bowed, and left them alone. Alex leaned back, watching Seojun. "So, where should we start?" he asked.
Seojun shrugged, not too eager to talk but knowing they needed to.
"First, let's get the obvious out of the way—we own the Awakeners Association," Alex said.
Seojun wasn't surprised. "That's so obvious, Alex," he replied, almost bored. It made sense that Alex's family would control something so important. Alex chuckled at Seojun's lack of surprise.
But then Seojun got serious. "Start with why there are media and reporters at my house," he said, finally showing some interest.
