Mr. Jonathan Steele: drumming fingers Y-You m-must ma-marry...in three d-days. L-Lose everything...if not.
wipes sweat from forehead What the f— Are you on… pauses Are you serious?
nervously taps fingers on the desk N-no time t-to waste, F-ForestRhapsody. You r-rr-see...the situation, don't you?
leans forward Look, just because you're desperate doesn't mean you get to play matchmaker, okay?
stutters N-no, F-ForestRhapsody... I-I'm n-not trying to p-play matchmaker. T-this is a matter of s-survival...for all of us.
frowns Alright, alright. Why three days? What's the rush?
leans forward, whispering T-this way...I-I can...assure your safety and...a-and avoid any f further complications.
smirks Three days, got it. But after that, you're outta my life, Mr. Steele. Deal?
quickly shakes ForestRhapsody's hand D-deal! T-thank you, ForestRhapsody...you don't k-know how much this means t-to me...
grins Let's hope you're worth more than the paper in your pockets, Jonathan. Now, where's this happening?
grabs a folder from his desk W-w-we will be having t-this...wedding at a private c-chapel off-campus. All arrangements have been made...
chuckles A private chapel, huh? This is gonna be one hell of a wedding. Who's the lucky lady?
nervously flips through the folder S-she's a r-really special person...m-my long-time f-friend, Emily Wilson.
laughs Emily Wilson? That name rings a bell. She got into some hot water with the law, didn't she?
During the wedding ceremony, Emily Wilson unexpectedly arrives drunk and causes a scene, claiming she was the true love intended to marry ForestRhapsody.
rolls eyes Just great. A drunk bride crashing our wedding. You really know how to pick 'em, Jonathan.
stands up abruptly I-I cannot b-believe this is happening! E-Emily, you...you c-c-can't be here!
crosses arms Well, congratulations, Jonathan. Looks like your plan just blew up in your face. So, what's next?
pacing back and forth F-ForestRhapsody, I-I can't l-let Emily ruin this...the company's future is at stake. We must...must make a decision.
leans against a wall Fine, let's cut to the chase. What's the plan, Jonathan?
stops pacing, stuttering W-w-we need to...to handle Emily quietly, discreetly. I-I have an idea...she's v-vulnerable to reason...well, most of the t-time.
smirks Vulnerable, huh? Then let's use that against her. What's the plan, Jonathan?
grabs his phone I-I have an acquaintance...a p-p-privately investigator who owes m-me a favor. I'll have him look into Emily's past...
squints eyes Digging into her past, huh? That's some dark shit, Jonathan. But alright, let's see what skeletons you'll uncover.
quickly texts on his phone It's done, ForestRhapsody. The investigator has been notified. We will receive the information within 48 hours.
smirks Alright, Jonathan. Let's see what secrets you've dug up. No more surprises, I hope.
nervously taps fingers on the table F-ForestRhapsody, it's...it's important to remember that w-we must handle this situation w-with care.
leans forward Carefully, huh? Is there something you're not telling me, Jonathan?
glances around nervously N-n-nothing, F-ForestRhapsody. I j-just want to make sure we don't make any h-hasty decisions that could c-c-cost us dearly.
raises eyebrow Sure, Jonathan. But remember, if you're hiding something, it won't end well for you. Got it?
nods quickly O-of course, F-ForestRhapsody. I assure you, there's nothing t-to hide...as far as I know...I mean...wh-wh-why would I be h-hiding anything?
smirks You're right, Jonathan. There's nothing to hide...right?
glancing at his phone T-that's why I've assembled t-this team of p-private investigators. They'll find out everything we need to know about Emily...and t-then we can make an informed d-decision.
smiles An informed decision, huh? Let's hope you're right, Jonathan. Show me what they've found.
quickly opens a folder Here, ForestRhapsody...they've already gathered some i-information. It seems that Emily has a bit of a...checkered past.