The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 68

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Episode 68. The Crown Prince (7)

“An Outcast? But how does he get into the golf course??”

Lee Jung-ho had come home.
Fresh from school, he unloaded the news he’d just learned onto his mother, Jang Hee-ae.

But Jang Hee-ae wasn’t buying Ha Tae-ung’s Outcast story.

‘That watch he was wearing…… it was worth tens of millions of won. The golf attire he had on was a luxury brand too.’

Jang Hee-ae, a woman sensitive to money, came from a Nouveau Riche family.

At a glance, she’d already priced out every article and possession Ha Tae-ung was wearing that day.

And that kid was an Outcast?

“Yes. And…….”

Lee Jung-ho’s words caught, his lips moving uselessly.

He was laying out the school gossip, but it left a sour taste in his mouth.

The cold stare he’d received today from Kang Jun-woo—who served as both Student Council president and Management Research Club chair—still burned vividly in his mind.

He’d already known the contents of the conversation between Ha Tae-ung and Lee Jung-ho.

When Lee Jung-ho went to report it, Jun-woo had shut him down flat, with a single decisive word.

Even his unrequited love, senior Jang Ji-yu, had laughed at him openly.

It felt like a blade had been driven through his chest.

“And? ……What?”
“That bastard…… got a Perfect Score.”
“Wait, a Perfect Score? At Chungwha??”
“Yes. The first one since the school opened.”
“That’s insane. An Outcast getting a Perfect Score!”

Jang Hee-ae studied Lee Jung-ho with a look of bewilderment.

Her son, who wasn’t the brightest—constantly being compared to his cousin Lee Hyo-ju, who maintained stellar grades at the same school.

A boy perpetually measured against a more accomplished relative.

“That bastard got our teacher Lee Jang-yong fired from school.”
“What? Teacher Lee Jang-yong? Why? But you said he was an Outcast!”

With each revelation, Jang Hee-ae’s astonishment deepened.

“The Outcast beat him. In front of the Grand Auditorium…… in Mathematics.”
“…….”

Jang Hee-ae fell silent, her mouth closing.

“Jo & Jang lawyers came too.”
“Jo & Jang lawyers? Why on earth?”
“The Outcast called them.”
“Jo & Jang lawyers? He called them??”
“It’s that…….”
“Just tell me.”

Jang Hee-ae pressed Lee Jung-ho sharply as he hesitated.

“That Outcast, Ha Tae-ung…… he’s a direct descendant of Ha Ryun Group…….”
“WHAT?! Ha, Ha Ryun??”

In that instant, Jang Hee-ae bolted from her seat.

Even combining all the power her in-laws and her own family possessed, they couldn’t hold a candle to Ha Ryun Group.

“It’s just… it’s just a rumor…… but…….”
“Lee Jung-ho! Is that all you’ve got?”
“……??”
“The teachers at Chungwha are idiots. Other students! How many people do you think can get help from Jo & Jang lawyers brought to school?”
“…….”
“Those lawyers—didn’t they say anything else?”

Jang Hee-ae had a knack for reading between the lines that was almost supernatural.

“They… they called him Young Master…….”
“Yo, Young Master?”

Struck by shock after shock, Jang Hee-ae stammered.

It was damning evidence no matter how you looked at it.

Jo & Jang lawyers guarded their pride like their lives depended on it.

Even if you shoved her own son Lee Jung-ho right in their face, they would never address him as Young Master.

“What do we do now?”

Lee Jung-ho felt a chill at his mother’s reaction.

Once an Outcast despised, Ha Tae-ung had now ascended to Crown Prince status.

The power gap was immense.
As the reality sank in, dread washed over him.

“What are you going to do? Get close to him. By all means.”
“Mother?”
“It’s Ha Ryun. I’ll look into it more. Don’t fall out of favor.”
“Mother…….”
“Fix that hot temper of yours. The world isn’t as simple as you think.”
“…….”

Lee Jung-ho clenched both fists.
His mother’s advice struck his heart like a lance.

“Answer me!”
“Yes…….”
“Just do as Mother says. That way…… you’ll get your share.”

The unspoken subtext behind her words—the real prize she meant.

The inheritance of Lee Do-jung, the aging lion who held Oyang Group in his hands.

Jang Hee-ae would never settle for a mere resort.

Even if she couldn’t seize all of Oyang Group, she intended to get at least one core subsidiary under her control.

With a swift motion, she picked up her Smartphone.

Her fingers moved quickly, finding and dialing a number.

To my place—my house overlooking Seoul sprawling below me.

A being I could never have aspired to in the past.

No matter how wealthy Jun-woo’s family was, his assets couldn’t match mine now.

And I am his direct descendant.

The upper-class kids attending Chungwha must be buzzing about me nonstop.

But it doesn’t matter.

Cashing out large sums from domestic crypto accounts was difficult.

An ordinary salaryman would never have needed a tax haven account.

A relationship I’d recently cultivated, prepared for just such contingencies.

Tick-tick.

I found the number and pressed the call button.
As the night deepened, Seoul’s cityscape glowed like foxfire, all the more enchanting.

I drew the curtains wide, gazing out at the vista, my heart burning hot.

Brrrring, brrrring.

The ordinary dial tone sounded.
And then.

—Hello?

A voice tinged with slight fatigue.

“It’s me.”
—Yes…….
“Can you meet me right now?”
—Right… right now?

The other person asked in a startled voice.

“I know a whiskey bar with a nice atmosphere.”

I added a hint of playfulness to my words.

—A whiskey bar? You’re still a student…… Oh!

As if they’d just remembered my date of birth.

“If it’s inconvenient, we can do it another time…….”
—No! I’ll go. I have time!!

I was an attractive enough bait for them to accept the meeting without hesitation.

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