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Hana trailed behind the married duo as they stepped out of the building, her mind still processing the chaos of the evening. Then she saw it.

A sleek, jaw-droppingly expensive blue Ferrari parked right in front.

She froze. Blinked. Stared.

"You came in a blue Ferrari?" she asked, her voice dripping with disbelief as she turned to Vincenzo.

He barely spared her a glance, adjusting his cufflinks with the kind of nonchalance only he could pull off. "Had to make an entrance," he said smoothly.

Hana let out a sharp laugh, shaking her head. "Yeah, no. Absolutely not. We are not showing up to a hospital in a midlife crisis on wheels."

Already dialing her driver, she muttered under her breath, "I refuse to be seen rolling up like an action-movie villain."

Now inside her car, the ride was mostly silent, aside from the hushed murmurs between Vincenzo and Cha Young. Hana kept her eyes on the road, lost in thought, her fingers tapping idly against her lap.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital. Stepping out, she led them straight to Hanwool's room. Pushing open the door, she spotted him already dressed, with Minhwan lounging beside him.

"Hey, guys," she said, grabbing their attention.

"Hana? You're here." Hanwool turned toward her, but his gaze quickly shifted. His brows raised slightly. "You must be the lawyer." He extended a hand.

Vincenzo took it, shaking it firmly. "Yes, I am."

And suddenly, the handshake turned into a full-on battle of dominance. The air between them thickened as their grips tightened, neither willing to be the first to let go.

Hana blinked, watching them in confusion. Are they seriously competing over this?

"I've known Alex since the day she was born," Vincenzo said, gripping harder. "We have a very... unique bond."

Hanwool's lips quirked up in challenge. "Ah... well, my relationship with her was sealed before either of us was even born. Crazy, right?" His grip tightened in return.

Minhwan, watching from the side, snorted. "Oh great, it's a who-knows-Hana-best contest. Should we start keeping score?"

Hana pinched the bridge of her nose. "Oh my God, this is so dumb."

Cha Young chuckled. "I think it's cute. Like two lions fighting over a cub."

"I am not a cub," Hana grumbled. "And you two? Let go before I break both of your wrists myself."

Vincenzo smirked and finally released his grip. "Fine, fine. But just so you know, I had dibs on being her favorite first."

Hanwool rolled his shoulders, flexing his fingers. "You sure? Because she likes me more now."