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Chapter 29
The girl who had been sticking close to him earlier—the one they said was the minister’s daughter.
She glared at Kim Ji-ho with eyes so sharp it was as if she could kill him, clearly having heard all of his outrageous remarks.
“What did you just say? Huh? That it’s embarrassing to be seen with me?!”
“Jagiya!”
As Kim Ji-ho looked at her with a stunned expression, Yu-seong appeared, walking toward the scene to observe what was happening.
Su-hyeok suddenly bowed at a ninety-degree angle to Yu-seong.
“Miss, you’re here?”
Yu-seong stopped in her tracks at the sight.
“…Miss?”
Kim Ji-ho also widened his eyes, looking at Su-hyeok as if to ask what on earth he was doing.
Su-hyeok raised his head, glanced at Kim Ji-ho, and let out a small chuckle.
“That person is my employer. I’m just a hired bodyguard.”
“A… bodyguard?”
“I was recently appointed as the acting representative of Shinyang Trading, by our Director Shin.”
Su-hyeok blinked rapidly, turning toward Yu-seong, who was still processing the situation.
“Right?”
Yu-seong, faced with that look as if to confirm, opened her mouth slightly.
“Uh….”
How much would it even cost to hire a bodyguard who looks that strong?
Momentarily thrown off by Su-hyeok’s sudden “bodyguard cosplay,” Yu-seong walked confidently up to his side and nodded.
“…Right. He’s the youngest member of my personal security team, newly assigned.”
“Oh. So you’re the youngest.”
“Yes. That’s right. Youngest….”
Yu-seong bit her lip to suppress a laugh. She imagined what Young-min and Chang-min would say if they heard that.
Apparently, Kim Ji-ho must have ignored her in front of Su-hyeok, and Su-hyeok had taken it upon himself to play the bodyguard role to save her pride.
Su-hyeok snapped at the bewildered Kim Ji-ho.
“So, right now, you’re the only ‘gold digger’ here.”
“Ah, no….”
“Do you want to keep leeching off a freshly graduated kid? You’re not some beggar.”
Kim Ji-ho clamped his mouth shut.
It was a statement he couldn’t refute. So, he turned his ire elsewhere.
“You’re acting as the chairman’s proxy? How is that even possible?”
He turned toward Yu-seong, who seemed easy to target.
He was the youngest son of a mid-sized company chairman, similar in scale to Shinyang Trading.
Within his own company, he barely had any standing—almost like a cast-off child.
Because of his conservative father, his older brothers had to struggle just to produce results to even participate in the board.
Having observed that, he thought it easier to give up from the start and didn’t engage in management, spending his time wandering around instead.
But now, Shin Yu-seong, who had done nothing, was appointed as acting CEO.
He felt a mix of injustice and fury.
The fact that someone like Shin Yu-seong, who had also done nothing, could inherit a company made his blood boil.
“Even if Shinyang Trading is struggling now, the moment he marries into the Kwon family, the stock will skyrocket again.”
He had heard that Vice Chairman Oh Dae-ho had collapsed.
O Yu-na had complained about it in tears at the club.
Still, how could Shin Yu-seong, out of all the capable directors, rise to this position?
“You must’ve done something behind the scenes, right? It doesn’t make sense. You, with nothing, as the acting chairman?”
Yu-na, after being dismissed from Shinyang Trading, had stopped by Kim Ji-ho’s house but hadn’t mentioned that she was fired.
If she had, it would have been equivalent to admitting she had nothing left.
Yu-seong replied coldly to Kim Ji-ho, who was questioning her incredulously.
“Didn’t you know? Yu-na, my aunt, and even my uncle were all dismissed. All for daring to target me, the chairman’s daughter.”
“…What?”
“You’ve been feeding off him like it’s nothing. Did Yu-na not tell you about this?”
Kim Ji-ho, panicking at Yu-seong’s words, tried to explain to his girlfriend, Ji-won, who was glaring at him as if ready to kill.
“No, this crazy—Haha, Ji-won, you know all of that’s nonsense, right?”
“Wait… you really saw me as a cash source?”
“Oh, no, honey. That’s not it—”
“And… did you engage in school violence in high school too?”
“Huh? Oh, that was really a misunderstanding! Ji-won, you must have heard something strange from him? I’ve told you to trust only me—”
“Hey! Do you think this is a joke?!”
Ji-won’s roar echoed.
Kim Ji-ho, startled, stepped back.
“That sister even showed all the partner photos! How can you keep lying?”
“What?!”
Yu-seong shook her phone screen, showing the secret photos Yu-na had taken with Ji-ho.
‘Kim Ji-ho, you’ve enjoyed yourself like a king meeting many women, haven’t you? Now, you’ll face the consequences of your reckless behavior.’
Seeing Kim Ji-ho’s face fall into despair, Yu-seong smiled bitterly.
20 minutes earlier
Composing herself, Yu-seong left the lounge corner to look for Su-hyeok.
“Where did he go… I should call him.”
Suddenly, with the click of heels, someone blocked her path.
“Excuse me.”
It was Kim Ji-ho’s girlfriend, Choi Ji-won.
She lifted her chin, wary of Yu-seong. Extremely wary.
‘Why does her face seem oddly familiar up close?’
There was something familiar about her, as if they had met somewhere.
“…Haven’t we met somewhere before?”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
Yu-seong, making a flirty remark a man might say, caused Ji-won to furrow her brows, revealing distinct thick eyebrows.
Seeing those eyebrows, Yu-seong realized the source of the familiarity.
‘…Minister Choi?’
Her face looked about 90% identical to Minister Choi Myung-ho, whom Byeong-oh knew well.
And she was said to be the minister’s cherished youngest daughter.
“Are you… Minister Choi Myung-ho’s youngest daughter?”
“Th-How did you…?”
Surprise flashed in her eyes.
This changed everything.
Yu-seong grinned, seeing a bonus card fall into her lap.
It didn’t matter who Kim Ji-ho dated normally, but being the minister’s daughter was a different matter.
If she was on her side, that would be reassuring.
“Kim Ji-ho. Do you know what kind of man you’re dating?”
Yu-seong said as she displayed a photo on her screen, moved earlier to her drive.
“W-what is this?!”
It was a selfie Yu-na had taken, resting her face on the chest of a sleeping Kim Ji-ho.
Surprisingly, she had uploaded it to her private Enstagram account herself.
Yu-na was the type to post everything on social media, and on private accounts, she would post secret, personal things.
Yu-seong had bought a friend account to check Yu-na’s private account all this time.
It was perfect for gathering evidence.
Additionally, Yu-seong handed over evidence of school violence from high school and information about the other girls Kim Ji-ho had dated to Ji-won.
“This crazy gold-digging bastard!”
Ji-won, furious, refunded the bed that had been scheduled for delivery to Kim Ji-ho’s house.
Had they ignored the evidence and protected Kim Ji-ho, it would have been pointless interference.
Ji-won quickly assessed the situation and believed Yu-seong.
True to the proud daughter of Minister Choi, despite her young age, she also had strong self-esteem.
And now.
Ji-won threw a receipt at Kim Ji-ho’s face.
“Wh-what is this?”
It was the receipt for the bed she had refunded for him.
“You refunded this?! Are you crazy! Why?!”
“Why? Ha, I’m speechless. Why would I spend more money on a man like you? We’re over! I was foolish to have let you in the club so often!”
As Ji-won tearfully scolded him, Kim Ji-ho nervously ran his hands through his hair.
“Oh, damn… seriously.”
It was the moment his mask fell, revealing his true nature.
“Yeah, your face isn’t handsome, and I treated you nicely, so you fell for me like a sucker. I had a little fun with you. What’s the problem?”
“What…?”
“Shouldn’t you be thankful that a guy like me even dated you? I endured your annoying face and gave you skinship. And yet, you act all defiant?”
“Ah!”
Kim Ji-ho roughly shoved Ji-won’s shoulder.
Yu-seong caught Ji-won, who almost fell.
“You recorded it, right?”
“Yes…”
The sound of the camera ending echoed from Ji-won’s phone.
Kim Ji-ho’s face turned pale.
“Wh-what? Hey! What did you record?!”
Yu-seong had instructed Ji-won earlier: to let all the anger out, provoke him to reveal his true self, and record it as evidence.
“Send it to your father immediately. Send it to me too.”
Minister Choi Myung-ho was famous for doting on his daughter, especially his youngest.
“Do you even realize who you’ve messed with?”
Yu-seong replayed Kim Ji-ho’s outrageous behavior video on her phone, laughing.
The video captured his face and voice clearly.
“Huh? Dad just read it…”
From behind, Ji-won, who had been sniffling, noticed the “1” disappear from the chat app.
Kim Ji-ho shivered down his spine and swallowed hard.
Soon after, his phone rang.
Rrrrrrrr-
[Minister Choi Myung-ho]
The caller ID was like a call from the Grim Reaper.
