The Granddaughter of a Chaebol Family Is a Genius Child Actress - Chapter 15

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The Chaebol Heiress is a Child Prodigy
Episode 15
“So you’re Yu Jin? Wow, you were really incredible.”
“Was this your first time acting? Seriously?”
…….
The moment the script reading ended, adults came flooding around my seat.
My head was spinning from the torrent of praise pouring in from all sides.
There were just so many people!
“Thank you so much…….”
I found myself bowing repeatedly while still feeling utterly bewildered.
It still didn’t feel real.
Had I truly achieved the goal?
‘And I haven’t even shown them everything I prepared yet……!’
Oblivious to my inner turmoil, the fox simply bounced with excitement.
-Just as I thought! You’re the contractor. That was truly magnificent acting!
…….
-Now we can really get started!
The fox’s white tail wagged with joy, but I remained dazed.
Over the past few days, I’d stayed up countless nights poring over the script to prepare for this goal.
Yet it all ended so suddenly…….
I was relieved, yes, but somehow it felt deflating—even a little bitter.
The fox cried out in frustration at my lukewarm response.
-You should be thrilled! Now you can focus your strength on changing your destiny without worry!
‘……Ah.’
Right—my destiny!
In that instant, my eyes flew wide open.
That’s right—if I kept going like this, I was destined to die in an accident three years from now……!
Good heavens, how could I have forgotten something so terrifying and crucial?
‘That’s it. That’s right.’
I clenched both fists tightly.
As the fox said, I’d successfully passed Grandfather’s first test, whatever happened!
Looking ahead, this was merely the beginning.
I had to keep acting with all my might—not only to change my fatal destiny, but also to earn money to survive alone later, when Grandfather, Mother, and Father abandoned me.
With grim resolve, I steadied my heart and opened my mouth again.
‘So then, fox. What should I do now……?’
“Hey, Yu Jin!”
But my question never left my lips.
Someone had called my name from behind.
And the voice was remarkably warm and cheerful.
I turned toward the sound.
‘Oh.’
It was Kwon Yi-jun’s talent agency director—the one I’d greeted earlier.
I quickly bowed in delight.
“Director, hello!”
“Yes, yes. Hello! Goodness, what a charmer. Good acting, good manners.”
…….
W-what’s this?
I blinked in confusion.
She’d complimented my appearance earlier too, but now she seemed ten times more excited than before.
The director approached with quick steps and bent down to meet my eyes.
Her eyes were sparkling brightly as she drew closer.
“You see, Yu Jin.”
“Y-yes……?”
“Do you happen to have a talent agency right now?”
……A talent agency?
At that question, I let out a gasp of surprise.
I understood perfectly well what a talent agency was.
A place that handled complicated and difficult contracts on behalf of actors, arranged schedules, and protected them from bad people!
In my past life, Mom and Dad had founded an agency to manage me, but I’d always envied the other young actors who worked with real agencies.
If only I’d had a true talent agency to protect and care for me back then, I could have become an even more remarkable actor.
“…….”
My heart began to race.
Was she asking me this because she wanted to bring me into her agency?
I shook my head vigorously, hope flickering in my chest.
“I d-don’t have an agency!”
“Really? That’s perfect!”
At my answer, the manager’s face grew even brighter.
So my instinct was right!
I looked up at the manager with sparkling eyes.
If I got signed to an agency, it would be a huge help.
Especially if I was ever thrown out of the house or lost support later.
“So then, maybe…….”
“Yu Jin.”
That was when it happened.
Jin-ah appeared suddenly and stepped between us, cutting off the moment.
She looked down at me and quickly extended her hand.
“We need to go home now.”
“…….”
I blinked up at her in confusion.
‘Why does your expression look like that, sister……?’
The softness that had come from practicing acting had vanished, and her face was rigid again.
No—it was even more expressionless than usual.
Like she was under enormous tension.
As if something terrible had happened.
“Ah, you’re Yu Jin’s guardian, right? Would you perhaps have a moment to talk with me……?”
“No, that’s not necessary.”
The manager addressed Jin-ah with a smile, but she didn’t even look at her—she shut it down flat.
Yet if you listened carefully, her voice trembled slightly.
Was sister sick somewhere……?
The cold sweat on her forehead suggested as much.
‘This is bad.’
If sister wasn’t well, I wouldn’t be able to talk more with the manager right now—as much as I wanted to.
“……Let’s go, Yu Jin.”
“Okay.”
I pouted with disappointment but took her hand anyway.
As I hurried along behind Jin-ah toward the door, something made me reach into my pocket without thinking.
My hand slipped inside.
‘……Huh?’
In that instant, my fingertips brushed something small and papery.
What was this? I hadn’t put anything in my pocket.
Bewildered, I drew it out and looked at it.
Miracle Entertainment
Manager Baek Su-hee
010-XXXX-XXXX
‘……A business card?’
And it was Baek Su-hee’s business card, no less.
I gasped in surprise, checked to make sure Jin-ah wasn’t looking, and glanced back over my shoulder.
When had she put this in my pocket? I didn’t feel a thing!
In the distance, Baek Su-hee’s eyes met mine through the crowd.
The manager gave me a playful wink.
“……Heh.
For a moment I stared blankly, but then a small laugh escaped me despite myself.
This manager is quite the entertaining adult.
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[Just try it once, yeah? Don’t you think it’d be really fun? I’ll help you from the side.]
“…….”
A child’s voice came from the smartphone screen.
Baek Woon-hak sat at his desk, watching the video, and a strange light flickered in his weathered eyes.
On screen, Yu Jin was in the middle of acting.
Her voice was gentle, her expression vivid.
Yet in those clear, innocent eyes fixed upon her subject, there dwelt something difficult to name—an uncanny, unsettling quality.
The video had been shot earlier that day by Jin-ah, who had accompanied Yu Jin to the script reading and secured the director’s permission to record a brief clip.
After it ended, Baek Woon-hak rewound the footage without a word and played it again from the beginning.
“…….”
Was this really that child?
Baek Woon-hak summoned the image of Yu Jin as he knew her—her ordinary self.
From childhood, she had always been fragile, her spirit somehow diminished, forever shrinking into herself.
Especially when standing before him, she could scarcely meet his eyes, perpetually flinching at the slightest attention.
And so the figure on screen struck him as all the more startling, all the more alien.
The sincerity of Yu Jin’s acting seemed to reach across the screen and touch him directly.
‘……Talent.’
Baek Woon-hak recalled his first telephone conversation with the director days ago.
The man’s animated voice, dripping with praise, breathless as he spoke of discovering a remarkable young actress.
Baek Woon-hak knew little of acting or the arts.
Yet even without professional expertise, he could discern it.
What transmitted through that screen was a “talent”—something that could never be manufactured through instruction alone.
Click.
Finally, Baek Woon-hak closed his smartphone with a taut face.
Though the screen went dark, the furrow between his brows only deepened.
It was not that he took pride in his bloodline’s exceptional gift.
Quite the opposite.
The problem lay precisely in a talent this immense—the child might become ensnared by her own gift, bewitched by its allure.
Baek Yu Jin was his sole grandchild.
By right, she was blood meant to undergo Successor training, destined to stand at the apex of the group one day.
Acting was meant to be nothing more than a fleeting childhood hobby, nothing substantial.
But the child’s talent exceeded all his calculations.
Left unchecked, she might be seized by false ambitions, might truly wish to become an actress and stray from her path.
‘……How on earth should I handle this child?’
Should he prune the branches now, even while she was still young?
And yet, if he did that, then…….
It was in that very moment, as Baek Woon-hak’s mind knotted itself in confusion, that——
“And, sir.”
Jin-ah, who had been standing quietly across from his desk, opened her mouth.
Baek Woon-hak’s gaze flickered toward her.
It struck him as odd.
She would never ordinarily speak unbidden, without his prompting.
Her speaking first was itself unusual, and stranger still, she showed signs of hesitation, of words caught in her throat.
But the moment passed swiftly; Jin-ah gathered herself with a short, resolute breath.
“About the script reading site that Miss Yu Jin attended today.”
And in the instant a certain name fell from her lips——
“Miss Baek Su-hee was present there.”
“……What?”
Baek Woon-hak’s eyes began to waver, visibly shaken.

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