The room was thick with tension as the men sat in silence, waiting for someone to speak up. Finally, the blonde-haired Hispanic man cleared his throat, breaking the uneasy silence .
"I've been digging around," he started, leaning forward with a sly grin, "and I found a lead."
The dark-skinned man turned his sharp gaze on him. "What kind of lead?" he asked, his voice laced with impatience.
The Hispanic man tapped his fingers on the table, his tone casual but confident. "Moon Taewoo, who we all know, sees a lot of women. But this one—this one in particular is different. He's invested in her. I mean really invested. He's never done anything like this before."
The others exchanged curious glances, interest piqued. "Who is she?" one of the men asked, frowning.
