I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 168

“Yes, mother-in-law.”

...Yeah, that’s probably going to get me killed.

I’m really curious about my aunt’s reaction, but satisfying my curiosity isn’t worth risking my life.

Let’s just play it safe and answer normally...

“Yes. We had fun, and I’m almost back in Incheon now.”

“I see. What did you do for fun?”

Uh...

If you ask me what we did for fun...

...Shit.

We literally just had sex.

What the hell am I supposed to say?

Even if my aunt already suspected that Minji and I were going to have sex, saying it out loud is a completely different story.

And even that assumption—that she suspects it—is just my guess.

There’s no way I can straight-up tell her we had sex.

“Uh, w-we worked out a lot.”

“Worked out?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm... Is that so?”

Is it just me, or does her tone feel a bit... sticky?

Trying to pick up on someone’s mood through text is ridiculous, but it just feels that way.

“I’m glad you had fun. You haven’t forgotten about next Saturday, have you?”

Next Saturday—December 12th.

That’s the day Min-young said she’d try to make time.

Of course, there’s no way I’d forget.

“Of course, I remember. I’ve been looking forward to it.”

“I’m looking forward to it, too. Don’t be late.”

December 12th, Saturday.

If I go the night before, like last time, I’ll get to spend almost three full days with her.

“This time, there’s a very important quest.”

I absolutely, without fail, have to confirm Go Min-young’s virginity.

Not just to satisfy my insane curiosity, but to properly evaluate her.

Confirming Go Min-young’s virginity is a must.

“Yes, I’ll definitely be there. Is it okay if I come earlier this time? Like Friday?”

“Of course... I’ll make arrangements to be available earlier as well.”

I sent her the dick pic I’d just taken.

I was extremely careful to make sure I didn’t accidentally send Minji’s pussy or one of our sex videos instead.

“...!”

A moment later, Go Min-young sent a picture of her pussy.

Even though she hadn’t done anything, it already looked slightly wet.

Damn.

Are you seriously getting turned on just from talking to me?

I’m losing my mind here.

“Just one more week... Wait for me, Min-young.”

With my stamina improving by the day, I’ll fuck her until she’s completely broken this time.

This time, I’ll make sure she passes out.

“I was already working my ass off fucking, but now I have to step it up even more.”

Imagining all sorts of filthy scenarios, I continued my dirty conversation with Min-young.

*****

“Master, we’ve arrived.”

“Ugh...”

I had fallen asleep while texting Go Min-young, and it was Baek-seol who woke me up.

Strangely enough, I felt even more tired after sleeping.

“Oh, right. The messages.”

Fortunately, the conversation had ended naturally.

If it had cut off abruptly because I fell asleep, that might’ve been awkward—but thankfully, it wasn’t.

“Welcome home, Master.”

Stepping off the AV, the secretaries left on the artificial island all bowed in unison.

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Beyond the red carpet they had laid out, a grand mansion stood.

“Ugh... why does my head hurt when I’m home?”

What can I say...

It feels like I’m going to work?

Since I’ve been staying here, receiving reports, making judgments, and issuing orders, the place has started to feel more like an office than a home.

The moment my feet touched the ground, a wave of stress hit me out of nowhere.

I walked across the red carpet.

Soo-ah and Baek-seol flanked me on both sides.

I entered the house, receiving a brief report about what had happened while I was rolling around with Minji.

“The recovery efforts already started? That’s fast.”

“Yes. Since the funding is likely to be approved, we’re pushing it through with a large budget, just as you instructed.”

“Good. Nice work.”

Assemblywoman Kim Eun-ji, her Better Future Party, and the Public Safety Recovery Committee were all reviewing the proposal for funding the Namdong Industrial Complex recovery project—and very favorably, at that.

Honestly, “reviewing” was just a formality. It was practically a done deal.

I mean, if they don’t spend money on something like this, what else would they spend it on?

“Just in case, tell Hyun-joo to push out articles aggressively. Highlight the history of the Namdong Industrial Complex, the costs and damages caused by gangs occupying the area illegally, and all that. Make it provocative. Also, subtly mention how expensive the recovery efforts will be.”

“Should we include anything about you, Master?”

“About me...”

Right, my identity got exposed when I beat the crap out of the district mayor earlier.

It even went viral on MiTube, turning me into an overnight celebrity.

But is there really a need to draw more attention to myself?

The Go family is built on secrecy.

I should stick to that principle.

“Just keep it vague and gloss over it.”

“Yes, Master. Also, Team Leader Seo Hyun-joo has been selected for promotion this year-end.”

“Oh? Really?”

“Yes. After becoming your little bitch, her performance improved, and she’ll officially take office as the Social Affairs Department Head starting January 1st.”

Well, I guess that’s no surprise.

She published the articles I told her to, and they drew a ton of attention.

“Wow~. A department head already? That’s definitely something to celebrate. January 1st, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Send a congratulatory wreath in my name. No, wait. Send three—one from the CEO of Koryo Entertainment, one from the Go family’s heir, and one from Baek-seol as the head of Snow White Co.”

“Understood.”

“You send one too. You’re the Prestige director, aren’t you?”

“Uh... yes, Master. I’ll send one.”

Let’s see... anything else?

I might as well make this a statement.

Completely crush the other reporters at Shin Mirae Daily so they can’t even dream of stepping out of line.

Seo Hyun-joo is my bitch.

They need to know their place and crawl accordingly.

They can whisper all they want behind my back—who cares?

I’m backed by overwhelming power and influence.

Hell, just the wreath from Soo-ah, the Prestige director, would be enough to leave people speechless.

Prestige is a subsidiary of Koryo Holdings, after all.

“Hyun-joo’s current card limit is 10 million won, right?”

“Yes. 10 million won per month.”

“Raise it to 20 million and buy her a car. Get her a chauffeur, and make sure it’s a woman. What’s the most expensive model from Koryo Motors?”

“The Dangun Long Body Prestige model. The base price is about 12.8 billion won—”

“12.8 billion?!”

“That’s without options. With full options and customizations, it can go up to 30 billion won.”

What the fuck? How does a car cost as much as an AV?

For that price, I might as well buy another AV.

Is this even a real price?

“The main factors are the KML-certified Level 10 bulletproof and explosion-proof systems. Given the safety features...”

“...Just pick something reasonable and buy it.”

“I’ll cap it at 100 million won.”

“Good. That’s perfect.”

I’ll admit, she deserves some recognition for putting out all those articles and acting as my scapegoat.

But no way in hell am I giving her a 10-billion-won car.

“Also, Prosecutor Lee Na-eun is ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) being promoted.”

“...There’s a special promotion system for prosecutors?”

As far as I know, those usually happen in July or August during the second half of the year.

“There’s no formal system, but if there’s a justified case, promotions are made. In Prosecutor Lee’s case, she led two major investigations, so she’s being appointed as Chief Prosecutor of the Special Investigations Division starting on the 14th.”

“Skipping Deputy Chief and going straight to Chief?”

“Yes. It seems to be a strategic move in preparation for the establishment of the permanent Special Investigations Office.”

“Ah~. So they’re preemptively setting her aside by creating a Special Investigations Division?”

“Yes.”

“The Prosecutor General was so sure the permanent special investigations bill would never pass, and yet here we are.”

“Do you think the bill will go through?”

“Well, it’s something the Chairman himself ordered, so stopping it won’t be easy.”

Figures.

“I visited Na-eun’s place the other day, and it was kind of small and shabby. She barely had any furniture. It wouldn’t look right for the future key figure of the permanent special investigations office to live in a dump like that, would it? Find a big, spacious house near Namdong Industrial Complex.”

“Near Namdong?”

“Yeah. Once the permanent investigations office is set up, it’ll be built there.”

“Ah. Understood.”

I went into my office and got to work.

Even after delegating as much as I could to the secretaries, there was still a mountain of paperwork to go through.

On top of that, there was the patent application for RK-77—better known as “Go Minji”—and the establishment of a corporation to handle related businesses. Most of it required my direct oversight.

Eventually, I decided I needed a break.

I went to find Dan-tto.

“Now that I think about it, this little brat didn’t even come out to greet me when I got back. How disrespectful.”

I stopped by the kitchen first.

There just so happened to be a perfectly good baguette lying around, so I grabbed it and started wandering the mansion in search of Dan-tto.

“There she is.”

She was lounging in a gazebo in the backyard, leisurely enjoying tea and cake.

She sipped her tea while gazing out at the sea, her pinky finger sticking out like some kind of aristocrat. It was infuriating.

“Living the high life, huh?”

I walked straight up to her and swiped her plate of cake.

“Ahhhh!!”

Dan-tto jumped up, absolutely horrified.

“W-what are you doing!!”

Oh?

Speaking so politely all of a sudden?

“You didn’t even bother to come out and greet your master when he arrived.”

Feeling oddly generous, I stabbed the baguette straight into the cake.

“Kyaaah!”

Ignoring her scream, I scooped up a massive chunk of the cake.

“Want some? Be good, and I’ll let you have it.”

I stretched out my empty hand toward her.

“Come on. Hand.”

“...”