The Baby Seizes Fortune - Chapter 39

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Episode 39

 

Minsu was sitting half-leaning against the emergency room bed, his left cheekbone swollen and puffy, with purple bruises under his eyes.

 

On the white gauze attached to one side of his head, bloodstains that hadn’t fully dried were faintly seeping through.

 

“Oh my, oh my, what do we do about this!”

 

“I’m not dead, so please be quiet since it’s embarrassing…”

 

Just then, a police officer approached us and spoke quietly.

 

“Are you Lee Minsu’s mother?”

 

The man in uniform with a coat over it was holding a small notebook in his hand.

 

“Oh, yes. What happened to our Minsu…”

 

I quietly went and stood at the foot of Minsu’s bed.

 

He wrinkled his nose bridge but still smiled slightly at me and waved his hand.

 

“Well, your son was mugged from behind while walking down the street. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like he was seriously injured.”

 

‘Ah, mugging…’

 

Mugging was criminal slang used in the 1990s, referring to crimes where someone would strike the head or face from behind to knock the victim unconscious, then steal their money and valuables.

 

‘During this period, there were hardly any CCTVs and the streetlights were dim, so muggings happened quite often.’

 

It was said to be extremely rampant around the time of the IMF crisis.

 

“Oh dear, those bad guys who hurt our Minsu, please make sure to catch them. Oh my… oh dear…”

 

The landlady kept stroking her chest as she spoke.

 

After finishing a simple personal information investigation, the police officer left the emergency room, and the landlady began giving Minsu a lecture mixed with relief.

 

“Oh my, really. I told you to come home earlier. I said the world is scary these days.”

 

“I didn’t know I’d get mugged either. But why did you even bring Chaea along? What if a young child sees something terrible in a place like this?”

 

Inside the emergency room, doctors in white coats and ties were running around, and middle-aged men reeking of alcohol and people in blood-stained work clothes sitting in despair were all mixed together in one space.

 

‘The emergency room…’

 

Suddenly, memories from my high school days came to mind, when I had frantically rushed to an emergency room in the past.

 

That moment when various emotions mixed together – helplessness, despair, depression…

 

“Cardiac arrest! Continue CPR!”

 

I was startled by the loud voice and turned around.

 

The sound of a stretcher being rushed in could be heard, along with the rhythmic voice counting numbers over the patient’s body in time with the compression rhythm.

 

The man on the stretcher, wearing wrinkled suit pants and shaking violently up and down, had his head soaked in blood.

 

As I stood frozen at the sight of a patient hovering between life and death, someone walking in behind them caught my eye.

 

A man entering the emergency room with police officers, wearing disheveled suit attire with his arm wrapped in hemostatic bandages.

 

Sharp facial features and somewhat cunning snake-like eyes, silver-rimmed glasses and a cold, ruthless impression.

 

“…!”

 

The face I recognized was much older, but I knew who that man was.

 

‘Gi Seung-cheol…!’

 

Gi Seung-cheol, the representative lawyer of a top-tier law firm.

 

The man who would later become a National Party congressman and seize power.

 

One of the masterminds behind ‘that incident.’

 

How could I forget that face?

 

“…so that’s enough. Your father seemed to be sick somewhere.”

 

“The blade wasn’t too deep.”

 

The doctor said while examining Seungcheol’s wound as he sat on the bed next to Minsu.

 

“However, given the location, we’ll need to suture it carefully.”

 

Seungcheol responded indifferently to the doctor’s words.

 

“As long as it doesn’t interfere with writing.”

 

His voice was low and firm.

 

Then, a police officer approached Seungcheol, greeted him, and opened his notebook.

 

“Um… I asked earlier, but what was the relationship between you, Lawyer Gi Seung-cheol, and Mr. Gu Jeong-pyo who is currently receiving CPR?”

 

“We were lawyer and client.”

 

One- two- three- four-

 

The sound of ongoing CPR could be heard.

 

“Yes, but at the scene, Mr. Gu Jeong-pyo stabbed Lawyer Gi Seung-cheol and then tried to commit suicide by jumping from the building. Is that correct?”

 

“Well, that’s right.”

 

“Could you tell us the circumstances in a bit more detail…?”

 

“I’m the victim and he’s the perpetrator, so I don’t need to explain the circumstances as if I’m being interrogated right now.”

 

The police officer flinched at Seungcheol’s cold words as he swept his hair back with his uninjured hand.

 

“Ah, yes. I apologize.”

 

Soon the police officer stepped back to talk with his colleagues, and Seungcheol took out a thick flip phone to make a call.

 

“Oh, yes. I’m fine.”

 

It seemed to be a call asking about Seungcheol’s well-being.

 

Then, a beeping sound indicating death rang out. Glancing at Gu Jeong-pyo’s side in the silence, Seungcheol’s lips moved slightly.

 

“He trusted only me and ended up broke, his company collapsed, got foreclosed, and kept ranting and raving…”

 

A tsk sound stuck to his lips.

 

“Well, he never had the guts to kill anyone in the first place. He jumped because he couldn’t control his anger.”

 

Even after being stabbed and injured, Seungcheol chuckled as if it was nothing.

 

Then he changed his expression again and spoke.

 

“Well, I also ended up like this after abandoning my client and trusting only Chairman Go, so I’m feeling considerable guilt and pain.”

 

Then a voice that seemed to be comforting Seungcheol could be faintly heard from the phone.

 

“Ah, yes. Yes. I understand the Chairman’s feelings well. Ha, I wasn’t even expecting compensation, so you don’t need to go that far…”

 

For a while, Seungcheol nodded while listening to what the person on the other end was saying.

 

“Consolation money? Well, if that makes the Chairman more comfortable, I suppose I should accept it.”

 

After a moment, Seungcheol’s voice, which had been cut off, could be heard again.

 

“Yes, then I’ll visit you again in a week regarding the Claudia matter.”

 

I stared intently at Seungcheol with cold eyes.

 

Based on the phone conversation I just heard…

 

‘Even during this time, he’s living by doing trashy things.’

 

The man named Gu Jeong-pyo, who had slashed Seungcheol’s wrist and jumped, was soon pronounced dead and had a white cloth placed over his face.

 

Gi Seung-cheol, who had probably committed fraudulent acts by siding with the other party despite having a client who had entrusted a lawsuit to him.

 

When the client learned everything, he tried to attack Seungcheol but ended up like this.

 

“…Take a good look, Noah. This is someone we need to fight.”

 

[I have recognized the target. ૮₍`•ᴥ•´₎ა]

 

Noah pulled his tail back and made a growling expression.

 

Good boy. Bite him!

 

“Mom, let’s get ready to go. They said the CT scan was fine too.”

 

“Shouldn’t we do more tests though?”

 

“Let’s just go. Chaea needs to sleep now, and I’m sleepy too…”

 

“Alright. Chaea, let’s go.”

 

Behind us, the conversation between the landlady and Minsu could be heard.

 

Seungcheol, who had hung up the phone, turned his head back and forth and left and right as if his neck was stiff, then looked this way at the sound of the landlady’s voice.

 

His dry gaze behind his glasses turned toward me, and at the same time his lips moved slightly.

 

‘Chaea?’

 

Does he know my name?

 

Well, I’m the girl who got his son kicked out of preschool. He might have heard it from Gi Min-woo.

 

I didn’t avoid his gaze.

 

I hadn’t forgotten his words and actions that had picked at the victims’ wounds.

 

The bad guy who stood on the side of the privileged and brazenly mocked the weak and dragged them into the mire.

 

‘Such things won’t happen anymore.’

 

When I met his gaze without blinking an eye, he frowned slightly.

 

“Chaea, let’s go.”

 

The landlady went to the billing department to handle payment, and when Minsu’s voice could be heard packing up, Seungcheol’s lips called my name again.

 

“Gu Chaea?”

 

I whipped around.

 

“Wait a moment.”

 

At the same time, Seungcheol’s voice came from behind.

 

“Hey kid, come here.”

 

His cold tone stopped me in my tracks.

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