The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 97
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Episode 97. I Will Not Forgive (5)
“…….”
Yang Su-san’s body went rigid at Ha Dong-hwi’s sudden declaration.
The true identity he’d worked so hard to forget.
The youngest son of Ha Cheol-gon, chairman of Ha Ryun Group.
Yet cast out by his own family.
‘No, that can’t be……’
Cold sweat traced down Yang Su-san’s spine.
If Ha Dong-hwi’s circumstances changed!
If the group accepted him back into the fold, Yang Su-san was as good as dead.
Taepyeongyang Fisheries was a flea bite compared to Ha Ryun Group.
‘No! Not me. Kang Hong-dong told me to betray him!’
Yang Su-san shook his head, forcing himself to focus.
A Ha Ryun executive was involved behind Kang Hong-dong.
He hadn’t said it outright, but Yang Su-san was perceptive enough to read between the lines.
“Keke-keke.”
As Yang Su-san cleared his thoughts, a sinister smirk spread across his face.
An executive of Taepyeongyang Fisheries who hadn’t received a salary in two months.
“Ha! What crap. You think that bloodsucker of a father will take you back? Give me a break. Damn, I almost got scared there. Keke.”
Yang Su-san crossed his legs and dropped his chin onto the desk.
Click. Whoosh.
He immediately lit a cigarette.
He had no regard for Ha Dong-hwi’s feelings.
At this point, there was nothing left to hide.
“Huh.”
Ha Dong-hwi let out a hollow laugh.
A cold smile—one Yang Su-san had never seen before—played at his lips.
“Laughing? Friend, you’re done for. You know what that seal stamp means?”
Yang Su-san was referring to the joint stamp he’d pressed alongside Ha Dong-hwi as co-guarantor on the loan.
Technically illegal, but the law meant nothing to loan sharks.
Yang Su-san had no intention of repaying anything.
The family land he’d put up for emergency sale would be processed by afternoon.
Once he pocketed the proceeds, he was gone from this land.
Korea—a place where he’d leave behind no heart-aching ties.
With several billion won, he could live like a king in Southeast Asia.
“Who says?”
“I do. Didn’t you know? I’m the CEO of Taepyeongyang Fisheries. And you’re a nobody. Keke.”
Yang Su-san dropped his mask, mocking Ha Dong-hwi like a street thug.
Knock. Knock.
Then came a knock from outside the door.
“Who is it!”
Yang Su-san barked out loud.
Creak.
The door opened quietly.
“……??”
A middle-aged man and a beautiful young woman stepped through the doorway.
‘What’s this?’
Yang Su-san’s eyes first caught on the Luxury Watch adorning the man’s wrist.
And his Luxury Shoes.
Unmistakably designer—the kind of quality that stood out.
Their composed, restrained demeanor was anything but ordinary.
“Who the hell are you two! You come in here without permission!”
Yang Su-san uncrossed his legs, stood up, and jabbed a finger at them accusingly.
The man and woman watched his tantrum without expression.
Then they shifted their gaze to Ha Dong-hwi standing beside him.
And.
“We meet you, Executive.”
They bowed respectfully, their voices formal.
“Hey! I’m the CEO! That bastard is…….”
Squeak.
The door opened again.
This time, two sturdy men in casual jackets entered.
They moved with the ease of professionals.
“Yang Su-san?”
“Yang Su-san? Who the hell are you two!!”
Yang Su-san stepped forward, as if to ram into them with his question.
“Oh Gwang-chan, Senior Inspector, Sokcho Police Station Intellectual Crime Investigation Team.”
The man pulled out his Identification Card and showed it.
“……!!”
The moment Yang Su-san saw the police identification, he froze solid.
Police officers arriving out of nowhere.
“We are placing you under Emergency Arrest under the Special Act on Aggravated Punishment for Economic Crimes, specifically for Embezzlement of Official Funds and Breach of Fiduciary Duty. Here is your Arrest Warrant.”
Senior Inspector Oh Gwang-chan unfolded the Arrest Warrant.
“As of now, you have the Right to Remain Silent and may appoint a lawyer. Officer Cho, apply the Handcuffs.”
“Yes, sir!”
The arrest proceeded with swift efficiency.
“What the hell! What crime did I commit!!”
Bang! Bang!
Yang Su-san howled and slammed the desk with both fists.
His face contorted with rage looked like that of a savage beast.
Whoosh! Click!
His violent resistance was quickly subdued by veteran detectives.
The Handcuffs snapped onto his wrists in a heartbeat.
“H-Ha Dong-hwi! Was it you? Did you snitch on me?? Aaaaaahhhhh!!”
Yang Su-san’s eyes rolled back as he glared at Ha Dong-hwi with murderous intent.
Yet as Yang Su-san thrashed and cursed, Ha Dong-hwi remained perfectly composed.
“Yang Su-san…….”
A single sentence flowed from Ha Dong-hwi’s lips.
“From now on, I’ll show you hell.”
“……!!”
* * *
“Eat.”
The Management Research Club Room in the New Building, fifth floor—a place I’d never been before.
Surprisingly, the club president’s office was a separate, independent space.
A Sandwich.
Half a sandwich, wrapped tightly in sanitary paper.
“You must be hungry, but bear with me. Since I’m an Insider, I can’t go to the Cafeteria.”
“…….”
Kang Jun-woo, self-proclaimed Insider.
I’d never had a conversation like this with Kang Jun-woo before.
“No drugs in it. My mom made it for me with organic ingredients.”
Go Mi-hee made this herself?
A true daughter of Korea’s highest nobility—the Ilseong Group.
Go Mi-hee, a figure of princess-like status within the group, personally made this sandwich.
It was hard to believe that the mother had made a sandwich for her son with her own hands.
“My mom is kind.”
Why would he say that?
Those who’d followed me stopped at the entrance to the Management Research Club Room.
The president’s office was a place for one-on-one meetings.
“It seems so. She must be quite busy, yet she took precious time to make you a sandwich herself…….”
“Right? Hehe.”
Kang Jun-woo, usually expressionless and sharp-featured.
He smiled brightly, like a teenager his age.
Unwrap. Rustle.
He peeled away the paper wrapping.
I found myself curious about the taste of a sandwich made by Go Mi-hee herself.
“How is it?”
“I haven’t eaten it yet.”
“Oh, go ahead and try it.”
The ingredients looked carefully chosen.
Lightly toasted bread topped with lettuce, onion, tomato, ham, and sauce.
“The sauce is tangy. Fair warning.”
Why was he being so sweet?
The Heir Apparent—someone with no intersection with my world.
When he first called me, I didn’t answer.
If he had something to say, it was proper that he come find me.
But I never expected him to actually show up.
Crunch.
I bit into the sandwich.
“……!!”
“Tasty, right?”
The tangy sauce was exquisite.
The various flavors melded together perfectly on my palate.
The taste of each ingredient came through—truly organic ingredients.
The bread was slightly moist, but not enough to ruin the taste.
I took another bite.
“Have this too.”
Contrary to his first impression, Kang Jun-woo showed a caring side.
He poured warm tea from a thermos into a Mug.
“Black Tea.”
The fragrant aroma of tea spread between us.
It seemed to be a premium blend—the scent was distinctly different.
“It’s delicious.”
“Right? My mom’s cooking skills are pretty good. I’ll invite you over sometime.”
“Me?”
“Yeah.”
“……Can you tell me why?”
This was a type of personality I’d never encountered before.
The Heir Apparent I remembered from the past was a noble, aloof being—untouchable at Cheonghwa.
Yet that very person was showing inexplicable favor toward me.
“I like you.”
“…….”
“Especially your eyes. They’re alive.”
Kang Jun-woo, a third-year high school student.
He was speaking of my eyes.
This was unexpected.
Truth be told, I too had grown fond of Kang Jun-woo.
The subtle Golden Aura radiating from him had captured my attention.
One thing was certain—he was a good person.
That was why I had followed him.
“Thank you.”
“Drop the formality.”
What? What’s this now??
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