The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 136
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Episode 136. Free Will (11)
“Pacific Fisheries? Fifty million pounds thrown at a fishing company that’s collapsing?”
The broker contractor was making moves that defied all sense.
Isabella found his erratic behavior troubling.
She was proceeding with investment plans through Jo & Chang, a top-tier law firm in South Korea.
Her client Ha Tae-ung had just poured fifty million pounds into a company on its deathbed.
It was a senseless investment with enormous risk.
Yet she couldn’t stop him.
She was merely a boutique attorney collecting commissions and executing orders.
Upon receiving an urgent briefing on client Ha Tae-ung, Isabella’s brow furrowed deeply.
“Such a waste of money.”
Fifty million pounds was enough to invest simultaneously in dozens of promising American startups.
If that capital were entrusted to her, she could guarantee returns exceeding ten percent within a year.
“It’s not even a stake dispute, and the company isn’t even listed…”
No matter how hard she tried to frame it optimistically, the investment made no sense.
“One thing is certain—he’s a man graced with extraordinary fortune. …But there’s more to this.”
Her client Ha Tae-ung was still a high school student.
At their first meeting, they’d locked eyes over wine, the moment burning hot…
Even now, recalling that encounter sent heat flooding to her face.
Isabella was not a woman enslaved by desire for men.
Men from aristocratic families and accomplished suitors sent signals her way constantly, all ignored.
Yet this Korean man, Ha Tae-ung, had somehow captivated her discerning heart.
“Should I visit again?”
There were so many things she wanted to see firsthand and ask about.
He had delivered one thousand Bitcoin as promised.
It was certain he’d built vast wealth by shorting during the coin crash.
“What’s the next investment? He seems to know the next steps already…”
Her enhanced talent continued to seduce her consciousness.
Meet him directly and extract information!
“I’m curious… so curious…”
It was nine in the morning.
Even after arriving at the office, Isabella couldn’t focus on work—a tide of curiosity flooded through her mind.
“One brokered firm stripped away… then diversification. What will the total capital reach? …My instinct says it’ll exceed a billion pounds.”
If the figures matched her intuition, promoting him to VIP status now would be justified.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Isabella drummed her fingertips on the desk.
“…Is the oil collapse just beginning? Natural gas is rising, though…”
The war between Russia and Ukraine was still ongoing.
Ukraine, which had seemed powerless and destined to collapse,
was now mounting a full counteroffensive against Russia with Western support.
Though ceasefire negotiations were being discussed, resolution didn’t seem imminent.
The war’s ripples had dealt no small blow to the global economy.
Britain alone continued watching its economic situation deteriorate.
Since the 2020 Brexit, Europe and Britain had walked diverging paths.
Stock markets, oil, and gas—all showed extreme volatility.
“Some will lose fortunes. But chaos like this always births new heroes… Ha Tae-ung… what future are you trying to paint?”
Isabella gazed quietly out the window toward the east, where Korea lay.
“Summer vacation in Korea…”
She began planning her upcoming leave privately.
She had no way of knowing.
Just how hot a commodity Ha Tae-ung was becoming.
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Ma’am?
Manager Park Tae-su’s ears nearly deceived him for a moment.
He knew well the basic character of his client Jang Ji-yu, eldest daughter of the Shindo Group.
Shindo Department Store was also considerable in scale, comparable to Hyundai Department Store.
At some point, Jang Ji-yu had begun shopping at Hyundai Department Store.
Though she didn’t spend large sums, she was managed as a VIP by status.
Today, she’d visited with clients Ha Tae-ung and Yi Hyo-ju.
The valet parking attendant immediately called when VIP guests arrived.
Client Ha Tae-ung was registered as a premier VIP.
The three entered the department store still wearing their Cheonghwa High School uniforms.
VIP Ha Tae-ung appeared extremely close to Jang Ji-yu.
As scions of conglomerates, their rapport seemed natural.
The problem lay in how the young woman reacted to being recognized.
Jang Ji-yu’s gaze at the woman was icy.
That first word—”ma’am”—burst forth.
Dripping with subtle contempt.
The woman’s face was a customer Park Tae-su had never seen before.
The shifting air between the two left Park’s spine cold.
‘She’s no ordinary customer.’
A woman in her mid-to-late thirties, approximately five-foot-five, with model-like proportions.
Her skin bore the marks of proper care.
She was a natural beauty with no surgical augmentation.
The blue tailored suit she wore was from an Italian luxury brand favored by wealthy women.
A product from an exclusive line not sold to the general market.
The woman was clearly a VIP not registered at Hyundai.
The aura she exuded was unmistakable.
That ineffable air only the ultra-wealthy could project.
“Hahahahahaha.”
The woman suddenly burst into laughter.
Click.
Then abruptly stopped.
“You weren’t taught manners like Ji’s mother. Tsk.”
She spoke with her tongue clicking in displeasure.
Though her eyes couldn’t be seen behind the sunglasses, a chill emanated from her relentlessly.
“And you? Were you taught well? Hmph.”
Jang Ji-yu answered without backing down, her tone equally cold.
Her composed demeanor made it all the more frightening.
“How dare you!”
“Want me to spell it out? You seduced a foolish father with your wiles and stole what wasn’t yours.”
“…!!”
All the companions standing with them froze at the exchange.
Nearby shoppers’ eyes were drawn to the scene.
The woman was the new mistress of the Shindo Group, known only by rumor.
A woman whose face had never appeared in any media outlet.
Joo Hee-yeon’s illicit partner—the woman who appeared after she withdrew from the world.
Word had solidified that she’d even borne him a child.
Yet she had never shown her face at any official venue since.
‘Such nerve!’
Yun Se-a shot daggers at Jang Ji-yu through her sunglasses.
Every encounter left her seething with disgust.
That savage girl who’d lunged at her so viciously at their first meeting after Joo Hee-yeon’s death.
At that time, Jang Ji-yu had screamed “Filthy creature” at her.
The girl who’d been slapped by Jang Yong-guk right before her eyes and fled in tears.
They’d crossed paths a few times since, but she’d been utterly ignored.
Yun Se-a’s position was no different.
She treated Jang Ji-yu like vermin.
Encountering her here at the wine section of Hyundai was pure chance.
She’d thought to ignore and pass by, but the sight of them giggling in their Cheonghwa High School uniforms—the nation’s most prestigious private academy—made her blood boil.
Yun Se-a, who’d graduated from an ordinary girls’ high school,
felt sudden, unwarranted inferiority erupt within her.
She’d offered a greeting, trying to appear cultivated.
Before the boy that even Jang Ji-yu favored.
She’d reasoned that she couldn’t afford to act rashly in such company.
But she’d miscalculated.
Jang Ji-yu’s unguarded attitude.
Calling her “ma’am” right to her face!
And her true identity had been exposed besides.
“Is that woman Yun Se-a?”
“My goodness…”
“She doesn’t look that beautiful.”
“Tsk tsk. What a shame about Joo Hee-yeon.”
Unrelated bystanders murmured among themselves.
Joo Hee-yeon, the nation’s beloved female entertainer.
Any observer could see the crowd’s sentiment favored Yun Se-a not at all.
‘Damn it. Why did I try to be nice?’
Yun Se-a had left for the United States during her university years.
After graduation, she’d returned to Korea and married a promising physician.
After a tutoring session, rain began pouring down without warning.
But she hesitated, then accepted.
The two, caught unawares, ignited with uncontrollable heat.
After tasting Jang Yong-guk’s financial prowess, she divorced her husband without hesitation.
She persuaded Jang Yong-guk into fathering a child.
A daughter.
She didn’t want to spend her whole life hiding behind Jang Yong-guk.
She quietly spread rumors of ascending into high society.
All meant to destabilize the fragile Joo Hee-yeon.
Receiving no response, she called Joo Hee-yeon directly and recounted her encounters with Jang Yong-guk.
Get divorced!
Your husband no longer loves you.
She hadn’t intended to kill her.
She’d only wanted to claim the position of mistress.
Jang Yong-guk showed no particular grief.
Yun Se-a now had nothing left to fear in the world.
Except for one thing—Jang Ji-yu!
She was a thorn in her side.
Whoosh!
In a flash, the impact sound burst across Jang Ji-yu’s cheek.
“Talking back to your stepmother? You’re just like your mother—already swishing your tail for men even as a girl.”
The crude words tumbled from the lips of Shindo Group’s new mistress—
words entirely unbefitting her station.
“Shut your mouth! Dirty second wife!”
“What? You little bitch!”
Swoosh.
Yun Se-a raised her arm again.
She lacked the self-awareness to mind the surrounding gazes.
The strength she’d developed through regular yoga and Pilates was considerable.
A frail high school girl would be no match…
Crash!
“…??”
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