The scene changes. 

"Mr. Nam. I will be your bodyguard and do chores around the office for you. Please do not close it down," Lee says to Mr. Nam. 

"It doesn't work like that," Mr. Hong says even though it was hurting him that in future his law firm will be closed. 

"We can not keep the place for long. Our registration will expire soon," Mr. Nam says to the tenants. 

"If this is about money, sell anything you have to my pawnshop. I will give you a good price," Lee tells him. 

Lee's wife scoffed at this and says to her husband, "No matter whether it is you in the past or the future, you will always be stupid." 

"Don't be ridiculous. We have no money" Lee's wife says to him. 

"Well..." Vincenzo was coming there climbing the stairs with Vittorio. 

Vittorio was already sensing some kind of drama here. 

"Gosh. Sir!" Ms. Seo says as she sees Vincenzo and Vittorio. 

Few people in the theatre rolled their eyes at this. 

"What?" 

"Sir! You are back," Mr. Nam says. 

"Mr. Cassano. Mr. Park." 

"Sir." They all greeted them. Ms. Kwak came and blocked their way. 

"I was worried," She says. 

"Thank you," Vincenzo says. 

"You look better than I thought you would be," Lee says. 

"Did you want him to be bedridden or paralyzed or on a wheelchair?" Mr. Hong asks Lee who was scared to match his gaze. 

"I don't know it is my future self," He meekly responds. 

"Well, then," The Cassano brothers were going ahead but this time Mrs. Jang blocked their way. 

"Why this getting funnier?" Some of them thought. 

"Wait. About what you two said helping us move to the other building..." 

Vincenzo got irritated by this however somewhere he also knew that the doubt in the minds of the tenant was also valid. 

"Let's talk about it next time. He needs some rest," Vittorio says. 

"But..." Vincenzo and Vittorio try to walk ahead but this time Larry grabs Vittorio's hand. 

"By the looks of it, you and your brother won't be able to reach your room at this point," Han-seo says to his best friend in Italian who simply nods in agreement. 

"By 'talk about it next time' do you mean you will reconsider it?" He asks. 

"He didn't mean that," Mr. Hong says. 

"He means we should talk about it again next time," Vincenzo replies. 

"Did you both change your mind?" Mr. Tak asks them. 

"They are having major doubts," Cha-young thought. 

"Aren't Italian known for being punctual and keeping their promises? Aren't they?" The chef asks. 

"You both cannot do that. We have put our trust and faith in you," Ms. Kwak says. 

"We have nothing. You should not confuse people like us." Mrs. Jang said. 

"You are right." 

"Right." 

"Come on, now." 

"Let us go in." 

"We need food on our table!" 

"I told you this. Didn't I?" 

"This can't be." 

"This is unfair." 

"I knew it." 

"Why won't they tell us?" 

Han-seok was confused whether to cry or laugh at the stupidity of these tenants. He knew if his boyfriend lacked in something that was patience and these people were really testing it. 

"They can't do that," The tenants continued fighting with each other and Vincenzo was loosing his patience but Vittorio seemed to lose it before his brother. 

"Listen!" He shouted and the tenants got startled. "Don't you think you are being rude? You are receiving free help from us, and all you can do is suspect us and complain?" Vittorio asks them in anger. 

"Just as he expected," Han-seok thought. 

"Is it because we did not pay them?" Mr. Tak asks. 

Vincenzo sighed while Vittorio rolled his eyes at this. 

"What he mean is, you should at least have an ounce of faith!" Vincenzo says. 

"Since, we have been betrayed so many times, it is not easy for us to trust any one" Ms. Kwak says. 

"You both should walk in our shoes once," Larry says. 

"They also have a point," Mr. Hong says. 

"Keep this up, and we will have no desire to keep our promise" Vittorio says. 

Vincenzo knew his brother was getting angered. 

"So, you are going back on your own words," Mrs. Jang said. 

"That is not what he meant!" Lee says to his wife. "Damn it! I am so frustrated!" 

"If you keep being wishy-washy, we won't be able to trust you" Ms. Kwak says and the Cassano brothers sigh. 

"Fine. If you can not trust us, you should look for another lawyer" Vincenzo says and walks away with Vittorio. 

"They were just bluffing at that point, right? Otherwise how will they obtain their share of gold hidden in the basement," Larry says and other tenants also agreed. 

"But..." 

"What a wonderful sight. It is, isn't it?" Seok-do says as he comes there with his men. The tenants were going behind to hide from them. 

"And how come this mother fucker dropped by," Vittorio said in an annoyed tone. 

"I came here thinking you could be making Moltov mocktails together. I love how you have fallen apart. This is what I was hoping to see. Let's see. That geezer of a lawyer is dead now. And they have ousted the Italian lawyer and the Italian owner. All right, then. Let's talk compensation, shall we? I will be generous," Seok-do says to the tenants. 

Scoffs could be heard in the theatre making it clear that they were clearly irritated by this. 

"Generous, my foot. He is not running a charity," Lee says. 

"I can hear you. Isn't it too hot for a beanie? Your face is like a heat wave. Your face suffocates me," Soo-nam says. 

Lee's face dropped at this. 

"Then, is your face the rainy season? It is so dark and gloomy," Lee says. 

"What? What did you just say?" Soon-nam asks and was coming in Lee's direction but Vittorio holds him in his place. 

"Cut the nonsense and leave," Vittorio says. 

Lee was happy that the Cassano brother saved him. 

"How obnoxious. This does not involve you. Stop trying to act cool" Seok-do says to Vittorio. 

"He has dug his own grave," Toto thought. 

Larry raised his hand and asked. "How do we negotiate with you?" 

"Really, Larry?" Mi-ri asked in disbelief while Larry just shrugged his shoulders. 

"Larry?" Mr. Nam says in disbelief. 

"We should at least discuss it," He says. 

"Come to my office with your seal and we will get it all sorted out at once," Seok-do tells him. Vincenzo just smirks and starts walking ahead with his brother but Seok-do stops them. 

"Really, now he also got the nerves to stop us," Vittorio thought. 

"Hey, Mr. Italian Lawyer and Mr. Owner. What did you both do to Mr. Nam that he is acting all scared?" He asks them. 

"What is it to you?" Vincenzo asks. 

"You little bastard! You are bluffing on another level!" Soo-nam came forward to attack them but Seok-do stopped him. 

"Shut up. Adults are trying to talk here," Seok-do says to Soo-nam. 

"He was being obnoxious, so I couldn't help it. I am sorry" Soo-nam said. 

Vittorio wanted to laugh at this but controlled himself to look forward. 

"Listen carefully. The day we demolish this place and pour our first cement, you both will be under it," Seok-do says. Vincenzo smiles and looks at the tenants and back at Seok-do. 

"Gosh! Is he for real?" The tenants started murmuring amongst themselves. 

"Then you will be there with us, since we enjoy people's company" Vittorio says as he slaps on Seok-do's cheek and goes ahead with Vincenzo. 

This time all of them laughed at this. 

"Why you..." 

The tenants also gasped. 

"He hit him." 

"He got hit." 

"He hit him." 

"He slapped his face." 

"I swear they both have a few screws loose. They are not scared of anything. It is all over now. I am not this generous actually," Seok-do laughs and says. His men were walking towards the tenants direction while the tenants were stepping back. 

"He is pissed off now," Lee murmured. 

"Hurry up and go," 

"Let's go," All the tenants ran from there leaving Larry and Lee behind. 

Lee and Larry were shocked to see how the rest of the tenants left them behind. 

"All right, you leave first, Larry. You can use your thumb print as well" Seok-do says to him as he grabs him and puts his hand over his shoulder. His men got Lee with them also. 

"Well..." 

"Let's go right away." 

"What about an unofficial seal?" 

"That is fine too." 

Larry worried about his future self's fate. 

The scene changes. Cha-young was entering the Law Firm Wusang. 

"She is definitely going to create a scene here," Mr. Han thought. 

"Your guess was correct. It was Yu Min-chul the researcher for Babel who died."  

"So, her future did connect the dots. She really isn't much of a fool that I thought her to be," Myung-hee thought. 

"Cha-young," The lawyers say as they watch her walking angrily. 

"Cha-young," Jun-woo also sees her. Cha-young goes inside Mr. Han's office. 

All of them sensed that Cha-young's anger was beyond any bounds. 

"Hey, Cha-young. Weren't you coming back tomorrow?" Mr. Han asks her. Cha-young puts her resignation letter on his table while Mr. Han was shocked. "Why?" 

"Mr. Yu Min-chul, the researcher, and my father passed away. Was it a coincidence?" She asks. 

"Of course, it wasn't," Cha-young knew that. 

"What do you mean?" Mr. Han asks her. 

"Look at this idiot," Some of the tenants thought. 

"You don't plan on playing oblivious now, do you Mr. Han?" Cha-young asks her previous boss who avoided her question and gaze. 

"Did Babel Pharmaceuticals scheme this along with Wusang? Without my knowing." She asks him. 

"I know you are really not yourself right now, but such a conjecture is inexcusable. Come back first," Mr. Han says but Cha-young cuts him in between. 

"Please process my resignation." 

"Come on, Cha-young. What is with you?" Mr. Han says. 

"Just process her resignation," Some of them whined being annoyed. 

"Let her do what she wants. Let her resign. There is no use keeping a hound that bites the hand that feeds," Myung-hee says as she walks inside the office. 

Scoffs could be heard and whispers like 'Is she for real?' 'Bitch' 'A-grade actor' were quite evident in the theatre. 

"There are no bad dogs to begin with. It is mostly their owner's fault," Cha-young says. 

Some of them whistled and clapped at this statement like Larry, Lee and Mr. An. 

"Be honest. You planned to double cross us, but things went awry, right?" Myung-hee asks her and Cha-young laughs. 

"Her cunning ass doesn't even know how to lie," Mi-ri mutters in anger. 

"That is such an lousy story you have," Cha-young says. 

"I was going easy on you until now since we were a family. But not anymore," Myung-hee says. 

"Family?" Cha-young scoffs. 

"Thank you for the encouragement," Cha-young says and starts to leave. 

"Cha-young! Are you seriously leaving? You have to return everything. Your car keys and what about your studio apartment?" Mr. Han shouts from behind. Cha-young keeps the car keys on his table. 

"What more can I expect of my ex-boss," Cha-young thought. 

"Here are my car keys. I will give you my house key after I move out," Cha-young says and starts to leave. 

"Cha-young," Mr. Han calls her. 

"Know your place," Myung-hee says and Cha-young stops in her way. Myung-hee walks in front of her and grabs her neck. "I don't even have to lift a finger to snap your neck like a twig," Cha-young grabs her hand and removes it. 

"Keep your dirty hands off my daughter's neck," Mr. Hong warned Myung-hee in a threatening tone. 

"Thank you for motivating me," Cha-young says and walks past her. 

The scene changes to Cha-young's cabin. She was keeping all her items in the box. Jun-woo comes there. 

"Hey. You are over reacting. This is not right," Jun-woo says to her. 

Some of them thought that the cute intern cares about her senior and doesn't want her to leave but Han-seo that his brother didn't want his little friend to be working against him. 

"You are being awfully casual today," Cha-young tells Jun-woo. 

"That is not the issue here," Jun-woo says and blocks Cha-young's way. "Cha-young. No, I won't let you go," He keeps her box on the table. "Tell the boss that you made a mistake because you were grieving and beg," He kneels in front of Cha-young and acts. "Koreans forgive you when you beg, right?" Jun-woo asks. Cha-young grabs his hand. 

"Seriously, Jun-woo? Don't be so awfully annoying in the future," Cha-young says to her intern. 

"My future self didn't know what really happened and that's why he wanted to stop you because other than you who will guide me in the future," Jun-woo says while Cha-young smiled at this. 

Han-seo on the other hand was wondering that his brother still had the nerve to act because deep down he became sure that the future will also reveal that his brother is the real chairman of Babel Groups. 

"If you are too out of line, even begging does not work," Cha-young says and then, takes the box. 

"No. Still, do not go," Jun-woo takes the box from Cha-young again. "I will help you with everything. I... I can be your spy like James Bond." 

Vittorio smiled seeing his boyfriend's cute little antics and his in vain attempts. 

"Jun-woo!" 

"Cha-young!" They stare at each other for a few seconds. Cha-young snatches the box out of Jun-woo's hands. 

"You are like a glue. Move. I need to move out of my house," Cha-young says and starts to leave but Jun-woo again stops her. 

"No. Cha-young. If you leave like this, I will never see you again. Never!" Jun-woo says in a serious tone. "Make your choice," Jun-woo closed his eyes and opened his hands. Cha-young thinks for a second and knows what to do. She bends her body a bit and crosses Jun-woo. 

Most of them lightly chuckled at this. 

"Cha-young!" Jun-woo shouts but Cha-young does not stop. "It is over for us. Over!" 

Vincenzo wondered that something was really fishy about this intern or in the words he can say his brother's boyfriend. His future conveniently made everyone forget that his future self will be the one to shoot his brother but Vincenzo didn't forget and made a mental note to keep an eye on him. He was sure that this intern was not someone who he showed others to be but in reality his real self is different.