The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 124

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Episode 124. Reaping Results (16)

“Go Mi-hee!! I’m going to shred you to pieces!”

Kook Sang Ju Mi-ju had returned home.
She opened the display case, pulled out a thirty-year-old Whiskey, and drank straight from the bottle.

Still, the rage wouldn’t settle.

“Who do you think you are! Who do you think you AREEEEE!!”

Whoosh!

She hurled the Whiskey bottle across the room with all her force.

Crash-crash-crash!

The thick window shattered under the impact, sending glass shards and liquid cascading to the floor.

Whiskey sprayed across the room in all directions, its pungent aroma filling the entire space.

The house became a disaster in seconds.

The living room that her son had wrecked yesterday had been meticulously cleaned by the household staff while she was away.

But before new furniture could be brought in, Mi-ju had destroyed what remained.

The servants retreated to their corners, holding their breath.

A month in Mi-ju’s house was no easy feat.

“Ha Tae-ung… I’ll deal with you first.”

Mi-ju’s eyes glinted with a venom like that of a jackal freshly escaped from hell.
She had been stripped of her position as Parent Association President at Cheonghwa High School—her last badge of honor, her calling card.

The cause of it all: Ha Tae-ung!

Swish.

Mi-ju pulled out her smartphone.
Her trembling hands searched for a number and pressed it.

Beep… beep… beep…

The dial tone rang on and on.

-Oh! Who is this?

A middle-aged man’s voice, somewhat playful in tone.

“Hi, brother~ How have you been?”
-Me? Pretty good. How about you, Mi-ju?

Two people who knew each other well.
A man and woman who had once caught each other’s eye at a gathering of chaebol heirs.

A night they spent together hadn’t bound them in any committed way.

“I’ve had something bothering me lately.”
-Why? Did you lose your temper again?
“Brother!”
-Haha. Sorry. That spirited side of you is your charm, Mi-ju.

The man knew Mi-ju’s temperament well.

“Are you free today?”
-Want to see me?
“Buy me a drink.”
-Sure. If you call, I should buy you one.
“This is something important for you too.”
-For me? Who’s been digging into my business?
“That’s not it…”

Mi-ju cut him off with calculated cunning.

-So what is it?
“It’s about Dong-hwi.”
-What? Dong-hwi??

* * *

“Tae… Tae-ung, hi~”
“Try this Dubai chocolate, it’s delicious.”
“I hired Gangnam’s top Korean literature tutor—want to study together?”
“Any favorite foods? My dad runs a Michelin-starred Italian restaurant—do you have time?”
“Tae-ung…”
“Tae-ung~”
“Tae-ung~”

A popular person!
From an unpopular loner to Cheonghwa’s most sought-after in a single month.

Before the Regression, I was untouchable.
Students who barely made eye contact with me then suddenly showed keen interest.

Every morning, notes and gifts piled onto my desk.

Chocolates, figurines, classical concert tickets, even hotel stay vouchers.

The power of Kang Jun-woo’s mother, Go Mi-hee, was no joke.

Each student had likely been instructed by their parents.

Now they all hoped for even a glance from me.

“I’m exhausted.”

I came home.
For days, all of Cheonghwa had been watching only me.

Teachers and students alike read my mood.

And Mi-ju had been stripped of the Parent Association President position.

I’d experienced Kang Jun-woo’s mother’s power firsthand.

Now I understood why Il-seong Group ranked first in Korea’s corporate hierarchy.

Even our grandfather couldn’t wield that kind of influence.
Thanks to it all, school life became harder, not easier.

Being a celebrity was new to me in this life.

Gulp.

I prepared a glass of Wine.

Even on a Saturday, lights remained on at the Building Owner’s headquarters.

“Grandfather, today is finally the moment.”

Until now, the grandfather and his family had stayed quiet.

My parents in Sokcho showed no unusual signs either.

It was now Saturday evening, June 17th.

The timing I’d been waiting for since yesterday had arrived.
Today and tomorrow were optimal for liquidation.

There would be another dip closer to year-end, but there was no need to wait that long.

International megacapital was pulling out of coins, hunting for new prey.
I had to move in sync with them.

Tap-tap-tap.

I pulled out my smartphone and opened the trading screen.
An enormous profit figure stared back at me.

Remarkably, the current profit was…

“Time to really go for it!”

Thump! Thump!
My heart raced like it had lost its mind.

I set down the Wine glass.
I sat at the desk where five cutting-edge computer monitors were installed.

Tap-tap-tap.

I entered my login credentials.
Two-factor authentication complete.

And then.

“Charge!!”

30x Leverage liquidation!
I began indiscriminately dumping Bitcoin and Ethereum into the market—positions so bloated they were ready to burst.

* * *

“Today?”
“Yes, Mom.”
“Hmm…”

A low groan escaped Go Mi-hee’s lips.

Her son opened his cryptocurrency account with an excited expression.

The exact investment date Ha Tae-ung had specified.

“Are you sure about this?”
“There might be a slight dip toward year-end, but he said we can start buying now.”
“Will you use leverage?”
“Yes!”

Three billion won!
The investment wasn’t small.

And if he applied leverage, volatility would be severe.

Her son’s faith in his friend Ha Tae-ung was almost worrying.

‘Tae-ung did have a strange magnetism.’

Seeing her son’s delighted face, Go Mi-hee thought of Ha Tae-ung.

A boy who possessed an invisible force that drew people in.

It was the kind of intangible power she sometimes saw in her older brother.

“Go ahead. I’ve got the accounts all ready.”
“Thank you.”

Her son, once consumed only by academics, was changing.

Fortunately, this modern world treated cryptocurrency as a legitimate asset.

Building an economic foundation through coins wasn’t a bad idea.

“Is Tae-ung buying too?”
“Tae-ung? I’m not sure…”
“You don’t think he’s dumping his holdings on us, do you?”
“Come on. Why would he~”

The two of them had no idea.

That suspicion was the truth.

* * *

“Maybe I should go with just three times?”

Jang Ji-yu had received the date specification from Kang Jun-woo.

A substantial amount of hidden assets her mother had left in a slush fund account.

A cryptocurrency account was linked to it.

She’d decided to invest only one billion won, but doubt crept in.

The more she saw of Ha Tae-ung, the more enigmatic he became.
At school, he enjoyed popularity equal to, if not exceeding, Kang Jun-woo’s.

Tall frame, remarkable face.

Endless charm backed by an impressive family background.

Cheonghwa had never produced anyone quite like Ha Tae-ung.

“His investment skills are incredible too…”

The overseas cryptocurrency company assets she’d personally verified.

Even converted by exchange rates, it exceeded one trillion won.

“It wasn’t a long position—it was a short position. And now…”

On the computer screen, the volatile Bitcoin chart flickered.

“The feeling is good…”

My fingers tingled.

Go big! Do it boldly!

“Mom, I’m doing the right thing, aren’t I?”

Again, the house was empty.

Ji-yu stared at a childhood photo of herself and her mother on the desk.

-Believe in him. That boy… is your first stroke of luck in life.

“Really? Okay then! I’m going in.”

Ji-yu, talking to her mother’s spirit as always.

“Jun-woo, I’m going to trust Tae-ung more than I trust you. So…”

Tap-tap-tap.

The amount and leverage multiplier that Ji-yu entered.

That number was nothing short of…

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