The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 129
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Episode 129. Free Will (4)
“250 pyeong? He’s buying that?”
Go Mi-hee hung up with her son.
This didn’t sound like a joke.
“A penthouse. A Super Penthouse, at that.”
Only two Super Penthouses existed in the Signiel.
She’d seen the sales brochure once, years ago.
The Super Penthouse with its views of the Han River and Seoul sprawling below.
Marketed toward Korean and Chinese tycoons until THAAD dampened interest.
Back then, the Super Penthouse had sold for well over thirty billion won.
The appraised value alone was double that of the house where Go Mi-hee’s father had lived.
And a high school student was purchasing it.
“He inherited that audacity from Ha Cheol-gon.”
Go Mi-hee’s assessment was clinical.
She couldn’t immediately grasp how he’d accumulated such assets.
Turning a profit in Coin trading wasn’t easy.
Even among the upper echelon, Coin fever had swept through at one point.
It had been chosen as the ideal vehicle for quietly building slush funds.
But now the market was in freefall.
Several people in her circle had cut losses and taken heavy hits.
Most of those who’d bought at the peak were now selling at losses.
Despite this climate, Ha Tae-ung had even recommended Coin investments to her son.
She hadn’t discouraged him.
Before he was merely her son’s friend, she’d sensed in Ha Tae-ung an aura of prosperity so thick it was almost palpable.
It reminded her of her own father in his youth.
“What would be an appropriate housewarming gift, I wonder?”
‘Thank you so much for the gift, ma’am.’
She’d already received his thanks during the call.
“A high school student living in the Signiel Super Penthouse… What do they call it these days? Young and Rich, I suppose? Ha.”
The situation was absurd, no matter how she looked at it.
Yet a thin smile played across Go Mi-hee’s lips.
She’d possessed only about ten billion won in assets at his age.
Ha Tae-ung, decades ahead of her own starting point in life.
“This I’d count as a declaration of war from the Ha family.”
Il-sung deliberately avoided collision with the Ha Ryun Group.
The Ha clan was fractured now, their power diminished.
Yet they were watching for their moment to reclaim past glory and influence.
They were people willing to move heaven and earth to rebuild Ha Ryun.
Ha Tae-ung was a bloodline they’d cast out.
An abandoned kinsman was stirring back to life.
“More than Ha Cheol-gon… it’s his children….”
Go Mi-hee had connections to Ha Ryun’s older siblings.
At some point, they too had changed.
The succession struggle within the Ha family was fiercer than in any other conglomerate.
She was curious what ripples the stone Ha Tae-ung had cast would make.
“Why do I feel so… anticipation?”
She didn’t think of Ha Tae-ung as young.
When they’d first spoken, she’d felt the maturity of his spirit.
His spiritual foundation was no weaker than her own.
* * *
Ding-dong.
At the sound of the doorbell, all eyes turned toward the entrance.
Yu Il-hwa, the director of Myeongseong Real Estate, and her staff had been waiting for the arriving VIP.
Though they brokered Signiel properties several times a year, this was their first Super Penthouse transaction.
Beyond the transaction value itself, this was an event that would draw media attention.
Few domestic penthouse residences approached this scale.
The Super Penthouse had never been listed as a brokerage property before.
The original owners either lived in it themselves or occasionally rented it out.
This time, fortunately, Han Deok-im had brought the property directly to Yu Il-hwa.
They were former attendants at the same sauna—colleagues from the old days.
Surprisingly, such bonds often ran deep.
In the past, marriages and even building sales had been brokered through sauna networks.
Han Deok-im and Yu Il-hwa had become connected in that old-fashioned way.
Whoosh.
The door opened, and two male students in school uniforms stepped in.
School uniforms?
Yu Il-hwa and her staff were taken aback.
This was the appointed time to meet the buyer.
Only the purchaser was supposed to arrive.
And yet… students?
“Cheonghwa…?”
“Cheonghwa High School?”
Though most South Koreans didn’t know of it, nearly everyone in Gangnam did.
An elite private high school accessible only to children of the top one percent.
Yu Il-hwa froze momentarily.
Then she studied the male student leading the way more carefully.
Tall, with an appearance that rivaled that of K-pop idols.
The school uniform somehow made him shine even brighter.
“C-customer?”
“Yes, director.”
‘Could it really be… a high school student?’
She’d processed his monthly rental contract not long ago.
He’d been clearly an adult.
Young, but there had been no issues with the contract.
Yet standing before her now…
“Could we see the unit right away?”
“Yes? Yes, of course!!”
Yu Il-hwa quickly collected herself.
School uniform or not, this customer was legally an adult.
A customer here to purchase a thirty-billion-won Super Penthouse, no less.
She straightened her posture.
Gone was the pretense she’d displayed on his first visit.
Yu Il-hwa quickly led both students forward.
‘Whose son is he, anyway?’
Curiosity gnawed at her relentlessly.
She maintained composure as best she could, moving forward.
The two students followed without a word.
Thud-thud.
The sound of their footsteps from behind was heavy, like the tread of giants.
* * *
‘How is he so composed and assured about all this?’
Kang Jun-woo stole glances at Ha Tae-ung, doubt creeping in.
Real estate transactions were among those experiences his peers simply didn’t have.
Even wealthy families rarely sent their children to handle property deals alone.
It was such an unfamiliar domain.
Most inherited or received real estate through parents or relatives.
But Ha Tae-ung moved without hesitation.
His driving had been shocking enough—now even his conduct in the real estate office felt natural.
“Resident.”
“Good afternoon.”
The group entered the Signiel concierge, as plush as a hotel lobby.
Staff members spotted Ha Tae-ung and greeted him with smiles.
The female staff’s eyes gleamed with particular brightness.
“We’re here to view the Super A unit. It’s Ms. Han Deok-im’s property.”
“We’ve been informed. Here’s the passkey.”
Yu Il-hwa accepted the passkey.
“This way, please.”
She gestured politely and led the two students forward.
Ding!
They arrived on the 70th floor in moments.
Click.
The heavy door slid open smoothly as the passkey engaged.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the afternoon June sunlight flooded in like a tidal wave.
“…!!”
Kang Jun-woo was momentarily blinded.
He’d grown up in a detached house with a yard.
His current residence was spacious too.
But this empty expanse before him…
It was overwhelmingly vast.
‘So this is the Signiel Super Penthouse.’
“The unit is empty, and you don’t need to remove your shoes.”
Thump-thump.
Ha Tae-ung was the first to enter.
He walked straight to the massive windows and gazed steadily at a point deep within Gangnam below.
A strange, overwhelming presence radiated from him—Kang Jun-woo and Yu Il-hwa both held their breath.
Then.
“Grandfather… Now I’m truly standing higher than you.”
“…??”
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