I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 470
“W-”
Rachel didn’t understand for a moment.
What do you mean, we can’t escape?
Hadn’t they risked everything in this hell just to get out?
They had come all this way, stepping over the lives of over a dozen guards, two Great Demons, and even Rachel’s two super soldiers. All sacrificed. They had all said that she and Han Chae-hee were the hope of the Abyss, of CSA, and of the world itself, and they willingly gave their lives.
And now, after treading on their corpses to reach this place—
to suddenly say they can’t escape??
“W-What are you talking about? We have no time! What the hell are you doing here??”
“...”
Rachel shouted in desperation, but Han Chae-hee couldn’t look her in the eye, turning her head away instead.
That alone made Rachel’s gut twist with a terrible hunch.
The enemy who had been posted there as if guarding this place...
The way Han Chae-hee rushed inside, panting, manipulating some unknown panel...
The countdown flashing across it...
And above all—her face, crushed beneath guilt.
“Haa...”
Rachel put the pieces together easily enough.
She didn’t know the details, but Han Chae-hee had done something for the sake of this base. And to complete that mission, she had used everyone else. Even Rachel, CSA’s prized guest.
And that mission was most likely... related to information.
Something like erasing all of the base’s sensitive data....
“You...”
Han Chae-hee, seeing Rachel’s face flush red with anger, finally spoke.
“This is the Abyss’s Korean Peninsula stronghold... its largest base. It holds not only data on all Abyss activity, but... also on the other bases across the peninsula.”
Still heavy with guilt, she lifted her eyes to meet Rachel’s.
“This is the kill switch to erase all of it... I couldn’t let it stand. I’m sorry.”
“...”
Rachel’s mouth hung open.
Inside, words were pouring out, but her fury was so great it was hard to choose which ones to spit.
“Someone had to press it... and I was the one who knew.”
“So... so you’re telling me that Hans and Tae, who gave their lives, who self-destructed to get us here—were never sending us to an escape route, but straight into this?! That’s what you’re saying?!”
“...If it weren’t for their sacrifice, I wouldn’t have been able to press the kill switch either. Their sacrifice also—”
“You god damn fucking bitch!!!”
Rachel exploded, screaming as she yanked Han Chae-hee up by the collar.
“Ugh...!”
Her face twisted in rage, spitting curses, but Han Chae-hee didn’t resist.
It was true—she had deceived everyone, offered up their lives as sacrifices, and guided them here only to press the kill switch.
And considering the distance to the escape route, Rachel surviving was nearly impossible.
“I’m sorry... Rachel.”
“Shut up! Don’t you dare apologize!!”
Rachel’s grip tightened, nearly strangling her.
Han Chae-hee offered no resistance, as though she wouldn’t fight back even if Rachel killed her.
That made Rachel hate her even more.
Did this woman really think this was some noble sacrifice? People who should have lived had died because of her—Rachel herself was about to die too!
No—dying would be the merciful outcome.
But their enemies were biotechs and militarists. Among the world’s chaebols, Koryo was considered one of the most vicious. People said being captured by them was worse than death—that suicide was preferable.
If they dragged her away for live experiments—
“Hee-ik...!”
Rachel dropped her grip in terror, and Han ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ Chae-hee slumped back to the floor.
Rachel wasn’t just anyone—she was the director of CSA’s Ability Research Division, the top authority on the super serum.
If Koryo found out, she would never be granted a peaceful death.
“You... y-you’ll take responsibility....”
“...”
“What are we supposed to do now?! If I... if I get dragged off by the Group—!”
“...”
“What the fuck are we supposed to do?!”
Han Chae-hee wordlessly drew her gun.
Was she going to shoot Rachel now? But instead, she turned the barrel and offered it to her.
“...There’s one bullet left.”
“...!”
One bullet left?
Was she telling her... to make a choice with it?
Fury rose in Rachel again—she snatched the gun violently and aimed it straight at Han Chae-hee.
“Guide me....”
“...”
“Right now, take me to the escape route... NOW!!!!!”
“Rachel... if we run into the enemy even once on the way...”
“Shut up!”
“...”
Han Chae-hee averted her gaze.
“I’m sorry, Rachel... there’s nothing I can do.”
Rachel smashed Han Chae-hee in the head with the gun.
A dull thud echoed as she collapsed to the ground.
But Rachel didn’t stop there. Screaming, shrieking, she kicked and struck her again and again.
“Ra...chel, khhhp...!”
Even as she was beaten, Han Chae-hee didn’t resist.
She even pretended to be thinking of Rachel as she muttered—
“Make... a decision...!”
“SHUT UP!!!!!”
By the time blood spilled from Han Chae-hee’s mouth, something changed.
The countdown on the panel—until then quietly ticking down—finally hit zero. The kill switch should have activated.
But the result wasn’t what Han Chae-hee had expected.
—Beeeep!
An unbearably long warning tone blared.
“...?”
Han Chae-hee’s eyes widened. She leapt up and stared at the panel.
[Network Error]
[Retrying Connection]
[Failed]
The kill switch... had stopped.
“W-w-w-what... what the hell is this? Network error???”
Her hands shook as she frantically worked the panel.
No matter how many times she tried, the kill switch wouldn’t activate.
“Ah... wh-what... what is this....”
She had staked her life.
She had given up escape, resigned herself even to horrific experimentation, just to get here.
She had abandoned comrades, deceived her guest, sacrificed even the forces meant to protect them, all to press this switch.
And after all that... after barely making it here...
Now it was giving her an error???
“Ha,”
Rachel sneered at the sight of her crushed.
“A fucking pointless death.”
“...”
“Hans, Tae, your subordinates, you, me. Every last one of us—a pointless fucking death, wasn’t it?”
“...”
“Tell you what. Should I spare you this bullet? You look devastated. Honestly, I’d love to blow your fucking head off right now.”
“Ah...”
Han Chae-hee collapsed in front of the panel.
If only they’d tried to escape instead—maybe she and Rachel might have lived.
Now the base’s information would fall to the enemy, and they couldn’t even save their own lives.
‘Ahh... no... this can’t... be....’
Despair wrapped around her entire being.
Now, all that was left was horror without meaning—
“That won’t do. She’s a precious beauty. Can’t go putting a hole in her.”
Then it came.
A man’s voice.
“?!”
“!!”
Rachel and Han Chae-hee both flinched violently, whipping around.
And when Han Chae-hee saw what stood there—
“...Huh?”
Her jaw dropped, blanker than ever before.
++++
“Shall we go in?”
As expected, Han Chae-hee had chosen the kill switch, not escape.
Luckily, we found it before she arrived and sent knights to disable it.
Then, for effect, we left a demon standing around like a trap. And sure enough, it worked perfectly.
Only Han Chae-hee and Rachel survived to enter.
After that—well, Han Chae-hee activated the kill switch, thought she was safe, and then fought with Rachel.
Rachel, enraged, beat her down savagely. Not too badly, though, so I just watched for a while.
And finally, when the countdown ended—
Han Chae-hee realized the kill switch’s network had already been shut down.
The look on her face then was so priceless, I couldn’t suppress my arousal.
“Yes. Let’s enter, my lord.”
Baekseol and the fifteen knights of my personal guard went in first, along with the fifteen knights Min-young had forcibly attached to me.
Then I followed with Minji-ah, Park Hyejeong, and the other “civilians.”
Our movements were so quiet that the two women had no idea until then.
“How about I give you this bullet? You seem heartbroken. I’d love to put it through your skull myself.”
Oh, no.
That won’t do.
How dare she threaten what belongs to me. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
“That won’t do. She’s a precious beauty—you can’t just put a hole in her.”
At that, both women jerked in shock and turned toward me.
Just as they had looked on the screen—their figures were breathtaking.
My cock, already hard, tented up against my pants.
“...Huh?”
“Wh-when did you—!”
Rachel, seeing the thirty knights encircling them along with the crowd I’d brought, froze in fear.
But Han Chae-hee—she looked straight at my face, and her mind broke.
‘She’s the head of Intelligence. Of course she knows my face.’
She was the one who had planted Park Hyejeong on me in the first place.
“Why... how...?”
She muttered, dazed, slack-jawed, drool practically ready to fall.
“The direct... line... in person...?”
