Boss, It's My First Time Being Your Resident - Chapter 69
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Episode 69. Scandal
“A successor-less Oneul Group—will it really be fine as it is? Tsk! There’s no way it will be.”
Chairman Ha questioned himself and burst into raucous laughter.
A keen, icy glint flickered across his eyes, which had been dull and vacant until now.
Ha Tae-heon slowly picked up the fallen paper from the floor.
A bold, vivid headline caught his eye at once.
[EXCLUSIVE: Ju Beom-min, President of Oneul Group, Had a Biological Son—School Violence Death Now Revealed
–Concealed Chaebol Family Status While Attending Regular High School, Tragedy Struck
–Only Daughter Ju A-gang Revealed to Be “Adopted Child from Orphanage”]
Ha Tae-heon’s eyes, now coldly composed, swept rapidly across the article.
[The tragic personal history of Oneul Group President Ju Beom-min, who lost his son to school violence, has come to light.
The late Ju’s son was confirmed to have been attending a regular school while concealing his identity as a member of a chaebol family. It is reported that he had meticulously hidden his background, even commuting by public transportation.
The young man reportedly suffered prolonged bullying due to facial burn scars and, after his death, Oneul Group kept the fact of their successor’s death confidential.
According to insiders, President Ju experienced severe depression for a long period after losing his son and has since effectively withdrawn from the helm of the company.
Meanwhile, the revelation that President Ju’s youngest daughter, Ju A-gang, is not actually his biological child has added shock to the situation.
Ju was confirmed to be from an orphanage background, adopted by President Ju and his wife when she was approximately eight months old, and is currently serving as a first-year resident at Sein University Hospital.
As a result, Oneul Group now finds itself without a direct successor.
Financial circles are predicting that if the succession risk following Chairman Ju Young-chun’s passing becomes reality, Oneul Group’s position as number one in market capitalization could also be shaken.]
“Even an enemy wouldn’t resort to something this despicable.”
The paper crumpled in Ha Tae-heon’s hand like a tissue.
The blue veins that rose across the back of his hand spoke volumes of his rage.
“You’ve got that right. An enemy would at least fight with honor. This is business.”
Chairman Ha rose from the sofa and crossed the study with unhurried steps, stopping at the window.
His silhouette was one of arrogance, as if the world lay beneath his feet.
“I look only at what’s practical. That’s the survival method that lifted a pathetic construction company—one that people used to call a thug-hired outfit—to where it stands now.”
Chairman Ha’s mouth twisted into a cold sneer.
“This bidding war is about Taesan’s very fate. If we land the Seoul Grand Bridge construction rights, you can’t even imagine the golden eggs that will follow—hundreds of billions of won. Now Taesan needs to prove it can shed the ‘gangster origins’ label and expand globally.”
“So you’ve sunken low enough to exploit your competitor’s family tragedy?”
Ha Tae-heon gazed coldly at his father’s back as the older man looked out serenely at the cityscape beyond the window.
“The masses always get more excited by others’ misfortune, I’m telling you. Watch—once this article drops, Oneul stock will plummet. The bid is as good as won. I’m already looking forward to seeing that upright Chairman Ju Young-chun clutching the back of his neck and collapsing.”
An eternal silence fell between them.
They say contempt’s final form is numbness. This was it.
There was nothing left for him to do as a son.
“All this time I’ve tried to repay the debts Father incurred. Because I’m his son. Because I thought it was my duty as a son.”
A shackle he’d been forcing himself to drag along under the name of filial duty.
“You’re beyond saving, Father.”
“…….”
“Starting today, I am no longer your son. And as for this article? It won’t go as you’ve planned. The world thinks differently than Father does. You’ll see the results yourself.”
Ha Tae-heon turned and walked away without hesitation.
There was one thing his father didn’t know.
The masses may revel in tragedy, but they cheer even louder for a hero’s reversal.
He had decided to bet everything on that.
“Reporter Bae? This is Ha Tae-heon.”
–The boss calling himself! What brings this on?
The reporter’s cheerful, animated voice came through the phone.
This was the same reporter who had posed sharp, skeptical questions at the press conference back then.
But having been moved by watching Ta-wan’s surgery broadcast live, he was now pouring energy into an in-depth report on the unsung heroes of the Trauma Center.
“I’m calling because I have something to tell you.”
Knowing how deeply it would wound Ju A-gang to learn that the older brother who had died in her place was actually Oneul Group’s true successor, Ha Tae-heon found the words difficult to speak.
Despite her outward strength, she was softer and more fragile than anyone.
It pained him.
But this was never a burden she could shoulder alone.
A swift response mattered more than waiting for tomorrow’s flood of malicious speculation.
“Remember the medical staff who rescued a child from a heavily pregnant woman at the H City apartment fire scene a month ago? The resident who had been pixelated?”
–Of course! That little hero. The one who became famous as the Sticker Angel!
“Yes. I’d like to tell you about that anonymous resident.”
Ha Tae-heon stared toward the end of the darkened corridor.
A-gang. Let’s bear this weight together.
I’ll be right beside you to protect you.
***
Warm sunlight filtered into A-gang’s hospital room.
The pale green view through the window, once full of spring fragrance, had gradually turned a deep, rich green.
A newscaster’s flowing voice poured from the television.
[The K-Doctor craze is sweeping across OTT platforms.
The focus of this sensation is , which vividly portrays the fierce stories of young doctors.
The protagonist, Ha Tae-heon, has captivated viewers worldwide at once with his overwhelming skill and charisma, which stand in stark contrast to his handsome appearance.]
‘It finally aired.’
Ha Tae-heon.
At the sound of those three syllables spoken clearly, A-gang felt her sunken heart kindle again with warmth.
She wanted nothing more than to open her eyes and see his face right then.
And she wanted to pout and tell him how every night she had walked through an endless tunnel searching for him.
Tears gathered at the corners of A-gang’s eyes.
[But there was a hidden protagonist.
That nameless resident who threw herself into the flames of the H City apartment fire to save a child, and who also played a vital role in Ta-wan’s surgery.]
A-gang held her breath, listening intently to the broadcast.
Doubt mingled with hope—surely this couldn’t be about her.
[The small hero behind the pixelation. None other than Ju A-gang, the only daughter of Oneul Group.]
‘Wait, this can’t be right.’
The television was casually revealing that she was a daughter of Oneul Group.
She couldn’t understand why the broadcast was talking about her.
A suffocating weight rose to her throat.
A-gang tried with all her strength to wiggle her fingertips. She strained to move her stiffened lips any way she could.
‘Mom, Dad, Grandfather… I’m sorry. It seems I’ve caused trouble for the company again…….’
The moment the thought struck her—that her carefully guarded secret was now exposed before all—her chest tightened.
“A-gang! A-gang! Our baby!!”
A woman’s sobbing, faint from somewhere distant, grew gradually louder, as if someone had turned up the volume on a speaker.
A tremor ran through A-gang’s fingertips, caught firmly in someone’s grip.
Her heavy eyelids, sealed shut for so long, finally fluttered open.
Perhaps because she had slept for so long, everything felt dreamlike and distant.
The first thing to come into focus was her mother’s dark hair, and the familiar, fragrant scent filled her nostrils.
A-gang looked at her family members’ faces one by one.
Her mother was buried in A-gang’s embrace, her shoulders shaking as she wept endlessly.
Behind her stood her father, pacing anxiously about the room, and her grandfather sitting rigidly in a chair, repeatedly rubbing his face with trembling hands.
And there…….
Beside them was Ha Tae-heon, gripping her hand as if it might shatter.
Their eyes met.
In those forty days, he had grown gaunt.
She had thousands of things she wanted to say when they met again, yet in this moment, her mind had gone blank—nothing came to her.
Tears spilled down her cheeks.
Ha Tae-heon’s grip on A-gang’s hand tightened further, without a word.
Even his eyes, always so cold and hard, now glistened with transparent tears.
It was the first time she had ever seen him like this.
“Baby! Baby!”
Her mother’s heart-wrenching sobs filled the hospital room.
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