The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 104

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Episode 104. I Won’t Forgive You (12)

“The Chuncheon Prosecutors’ Office is moving?”
-Yes, sir.
“Hmm.”

The executive office of an investment firm located in Yeoksam-dong.

A middle-aged man in a neat suit with a dark blue checkered pattern is on a call.

The man confirming the facts once more with his call partner is Eom Dong-gyu.

The moment Kang Hong-chul heard Ha Dong-hwi’s name, he instinctively grasped that the scale of this matter was no trivial affair.

Yang Susan had been taken into custody by the Chuncheon Prosecutors’ Office.

Kang Hong-chul sensed strongly the presence of some force moving them.

Once he’d made his assessment, he immediately reported the facts to Eom Dong-gyu, an executive of the Nakcheon Faction backing him.

Kang Hong-chul, though well-established along the East Coast, was not on a level to contend with the prosecutor’s office.

Especially since this matter was connected to the Ha Ryun Group.

It was a situation where he had to protect himself by any means.

For all his gangster work, Kang Hong-chul had a sharp mind—he immediately sought help from his superiors.

-According to the boys, it looks like bodyguards have been assigned.
“Bodyguards?”
-Ha Dong-hwi has a driver accompanying him. The vehicle is quite an expensive import, too. And Ha Dong-hwi’s wife drives a Mercedes S-Class.
“Didn’t you say he was dirt poor?”
-That’s right. Just recently he was definitely driving a compact car….

Director Eom Dong-gyu’s expression twisted.
Ha Dong-hwi, whom he’d taken under special supervision upon request.

He’d entrusted the task to Kang Hong-chul, a regional gangster based in Sokcho.

Work was proceeding so that he could clean up the mess at any moment.

Then an unexpected variable had emerged.

“Has he made contact with anyone else?”
-A man and woman who appear to be lawyers were present as well.
“Lawyers? What for?”
-We couldn’t determine that much….

Kang Hong-chul answered in a voice thick with caution.

“Understood. Keep watching.”
“Yes, sir. Rest easy!”

The unpleasant call ended.

“Damn bastard….”

Eom Dong-gyu’s right eye twitched.

In his youth, when he’d been a street fighter, he’d taken a knife wound directly to the face.

Though he’d undergone scar-removal surgery several times, the damaged muscle couldn’t be fully restored.

When his mood turned foul, his expression hardened and the muscles around his right eye would contract.

“If he’s hired lawyers and moved the prosecutors….”

Eom Dong-gyu had built his foundation from the ground up and now occupied the position of director at NC Investment Finance, the alter ego of the Nakcheon Faction.

Though it maintained the appearance of a legitimate investment firm, it was nothing more than a registered loan-sharking operation.

It primarily provided funding at exorbitant interest rates for corporate mergers and acquisitions.

Sometimes it involved itself directly in the process, acquiring companies at rock-bottom prices and reselling them.

NC Investment Finance was a corporation that conducted legal theft wearing the guise of M&A.

Because of this, it maintained deep ties with the political world.

Its relationships with large conglomerates were no different.

In the past, when labor disputes at major corporations were fierce, the Nakcheon Faction had been deployed as company-side strikebreakers.

They maintained a relationship of mutual assistance.

Their ties were especially deep in the construction sector.

Working over residents in redevelopment zones was their primary business.

There was naturally a connection with Ha Ryun Construction.

Ha Ryun Construction had earned a notorious reputation as a company without blood or tears.

It was naturally harsh toward residents in redevelopment zones who refused to cooperate.

Back when he was a young man on the rise, Eom Dong-gyu had gotten along perfectly with Ha Dong-geon of Ha Ryun Construction.

Setting fires to homes in confirmed redevelopment areas and making threats were nothing to them.

They wielded violence freely, and if the target happened to be female, they committed unspeakable acts without hesitation.

Ha Ryun Construction had undergone explosive growth during that period.

Later, the Nakcheon Faction emerged into the light and laundered its identity.

Even now, their connection with Ha Ryun Construction continued.

A symbiotic relationship of mutual, covert assistance.

“If Ha Dong-geon finds out, he’ll throw a fit….”

Just recently, a contact had come through to wrap this matter up.

Instructions to properly dispose of Ha Dong-hwi.

“Well, what can you do? Hehehehe.”

Eom Dong-gyu had a plan.

If he used the Ha Ryun Group as backing, most law firm attorneys would tuck tail and run.

And if he added the organization’s power to that….

“Quite a ruthless family. As if money and pride amount to anything….”

Eom Dong-gyu mocked the Ha family members, who were even more ruthless than himself.

Yet he also found them appealing.

If he handled the Ha Dong-hwi matter well, he’d be free from worrying about work for at least several years.

* * *

-Would you like Enhancement?

E-Enhancement??
A notification delivered unexpectedly through my consciousness.

It came right after I’d requested a handshake to measure Isabella’s abilities.

An unforeseen trade prompt had triggered.

‘It’s not a game.’

Sparks crackled faintly from my hand.

The sensation wasn’t unpleasant.

Though Isabella had not revealed her family background herself, it was certain she came from nobility.

A noble bearing emanated from her.

Visible light radiating outward, and something else—a distinct aura.

The traces of having grown up in a prestigious family, an inherent nobility, were evident.

The moment I shook hands with Isabella, whose identity required verification, the Enhancement prompt burst forth.

Accepting didn’t seem like it would be a mistake.

“Enhancement.”
“……??”

At my sudden word, Isabella’s eyes widened in perfect circles.

Doubt and bewilderment flickered in those blue irises.

Pop!

Light burst forth in an instant.
A wavelength of light visible only to my eyes.

“……!!”

Remarkably, a deeper golden radiance emanated from Isabella.
A buff.

“Do you believe in Destiny?”
“I… beg your pardon?”
“In this very moment, your Destiny and mine have been strengthened.”
“……??”

Lost in thought, she held my hand.
Slowly, her face flushed crimson.

“Ha…….”

A short sigh escaped her lips.
The breath carried a sweet fragrance.

Thump-thump.

My heart began beating in rhythm.
Her full, flushed lips captured my gaze entirely.

A nose sharp as if sculpted by chisel, eyes glowing like starlight cradling a blue forest.

Everything poured into my vision.

The alcohol from the wine I’d drunk moments before ran thick through my blood.

She and I, meeting for the first time.
The cozy private space had transformed into something far more intimate.

With only our hands joined, an emotion passed between us, and the atmosphere shifted.

Isabella Hales is precisely the person I need.

Even the largest American law firms are overshadowed by British firms in history and tradition.

Britain—once the financial center of the world.

A boutique firm that has managed assets, trusts, inheritance, and taxation for high-net-worth individuals for centuries, providing sophisticated expertise.

Isabella carries the name of a core family within that legacy.

She is ideal for managing and overseeing my assets, which will soon cross global borders.

One thousand Bitcoin?

It seems excessive, but it’s not much of a sum.

If Isabella becomes my exclusive agent, I can guarantee safety and proceed with everything at lightning speed.

“I… I’ll accept.”

After a brief sigh, Isabella stated her acceptance clearly and gently.

It wasn’t because of the Bitcoin.

She, like me, was in a state of shared emotional resonance.

We both felt the binding fusion of Destiny.

This transaction doesn’t benefit only me.

Isabella also stands to gain considerably in the days ahead.

“…….”

Isabella and I let the awkward moment pass, still holding hands.

Our chests harbored a heat that wouldn’t easily cool.

Isabella averted her gaze and lowered her head.

Her flushed face suggested she had little to no romantic experience.

It was far from the confident demeanor of a British woman shown on first meeting.

What’s more, Isabella is an attorney from the Hales Law Firm.

Yet she appeared like a teenage girl.

And she hadn’t yet withdrawn the hand we’d clasped.

Moonlight cast cloud shadows through the window.

A moment like magic.

Gulp.

I swallowed hard.

“…….”

Whoosh.

My left arm moved slowly, driven by instinct.

Though this was our first meeting, the moment with Isabella felt entirely natural.

Quiver.

I felt her trembling through my fingertips.

Isabella didn’t resist my touch….

We both had wine on our breath.

The quiet space filled with tension and curiosity about the future we’d share.

Wordless trust built between us.

My left arm, moving instinctively toward Isabella’s waist, was just about to wrap around her when—

Ding dong~♬

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