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... rushed out of the meeting room seized Yooil. Worried gazes were directed at him.

"Yooil, what's wrong?"

He needed to speak.

"Yooil! Are you okay?!"

Yooil moved his lips. Though he was sure he had opened his mouth, no voice came out.

Amidst the chaos, he felt a strong grip on his shoulder.

It was Min Woojin.

"Yooil! I'll drive! Just tell me where to go!"

Han Yooil ma ...

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