I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 483

I had gotten an incredible piece of information out of Park Hyejeong.

That Han Chae-hee had a twin sister!

“You’d better start talking. That’s the only way you and your sister survive.”

“D-Don’t... make me laugh...!!”

A model’s eight-head-tall figure, a sultry face, breasts soft like pudding that gave satisfaction every time I grabbed them, wide hips perfect for pounding, and long, slender legs.

This tight, delicious pussy—turns out it’s a one-plus-one deal. The revelation was staggering.

Naturally, the moment I got this intel, I scanned Han Chae-hee’s brain. The fragmented images I collected proved it was true.

Thrust!

“Ugggh...!”

A one-plus-one of this sticky, delicious cunt? It was a chance I could never let slip away.

I have to seize this opportunity.

According to what I pulled from her brain, her sister also held a fairly high position. Which meant she was likely not abroad but right here on the Peninsula, engaged in an operation.

Back when I stormed their base, she had already been tasked with dismantling and relocating one of the most critical facilities to Headquarters. Now, with all bases exposed, odds were high she had been assigned to something similar again.

In other words, Han Chae-hee’s twin was on the Peninsula.

“Keep this up, and I’ll get you pregnant.”

“!!”

She had been enduring, refusing to show me any reaction, but at that threat her eyes flew wide.

So it was true—nothing rattled a woman like the threat of pregnancy. Even Minji-ah had flinched at it.

“...Bastard.”

Her eyes brimmed with tears as she spat curses.

“You really are... you really are...!!!”

“Oh, look at those eyes.”

I shoved into her again, deeper, and came inside.

“Uuugh...!”

“Why keep resisting when your cunt is perfectly optimized for creampies?”

I held her exhausted body close, savoring the aftermath.

“Fine, keep it up. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting much anyway.”

Han Chae-hee had enough spirit to defy, but not the steel to resist to the end. Considering she had endured beatings from Seo Eunmi and Ma Yeonju without breaking, it was unlikely she would suddenly betray secrets after yet another rape.

There are other ways.

First, keep raping her nonstop, draining her strength and willpower. Don’t give her even a moment’s rest—violate her flesh again and again, and every time climax builds, pour it inside her.

My cock would grow oversensitive, but I pushed through, pounding her over and over. After four or five such cycles, Han Chae-hee was reduced to rags, her body limp in the chains.

“Hahh... haahh...”

If not for the chains from the ceiling, she would already be sprawled on the floor.

Between her trembling legs, thick seed was oozing out. It was a sight that begged me to take her again—but I restrained myself.

Taking a drink of water handed by an aide, I began my little performance.

“She won’t talk. So her sister dies, is that it?”

It was a performance—but also not a lie.

Her twin was most likely on the Peninsula, where Biotech and Militaris were about to launch a joint sweep from the Incheon branch. Once Minji-ah kicked it off, the forces sweeping across the region would be like nothing seen before. If I didn’t find her twin beforehand, she really could die.

“That outcome is highly probable,” Seunghee said, flicking through a holographic screen.

“...?!”

“According to the intel you acquired, there are fourteen Abyss bases on the Peninsula. One has already been occupied by you and Miss Go Minji. The remaining thirteen are the targets of an impending joint operation by Biotech and Militaris. Given the likelihood that Han Chae-hee’s sister is deployed at one of them, her odds of survival are slim.”

She drew it out deliberately, knowing Han Chae-hee was listening.

The woman, half-conscious a moment before, opened her eyes wide.

“W-What... what are you saying...?”

But Seunghee offered no reply.

Nor did I.

We simply continued the dry report.

“With thirteen targets, the forces required will be enormous, correct?”

“Yes. But since both Biotech and Militaris are moving in unison, it won’t be difficult. Biotech alone—”

On she went, detailing the deployment of forces. The scale was truly staggering.

What I had done before—mobilizing troops just to seize women—was already absurd. But what Minji was pulling together now left my antics looking like child’s play.

“Damn... this isn’t a total war campaign, and yet—? Compared to this, what I did was practically playing house.”

Even I was impressed.

Was all this really necessary? What the hell was Minji planning?

“Militaris has set the objective of this operation as ‘extermination.’ Not to obtain intel or assets, but to slaughter the enemy outright. They’ll turn the battlefield into scorched earth from the very beginning.”

Only Minji-ah could set such a savage goal.

“Khk, khkhk...!”

“?”

But the one who should have been most shocked—Han Chae-hee—started laughing # Nоvеlight # like a madwoman.

Had she lost her mind from the blow?

“You’re pathetic, Go Muyeol...”

“What?”

“For nothing more than prying my mouth open, a so-called direct line heir stoops to acting. Pathetic, Go Muyeol!!”

“Acting?”

Heh...

This bitch still doesn’t get it.

“Is that so?”

I didn’t need to waste words breaking her delusion.

But if it meant enjoying a one-plus-one twin set, I could make a small effort.

I called Go Minji.

Amazingly, she picked up before it even rang once.

—What’s this? You’re actually calling? You usually just shitpost over text.

“Hey, sis, you’re starting the Abyss sweep, right?”

—And you’re only asking now? That plan’s been in the works forever. Why, you want in? Forget it. No rookies this time.

“Not that. I was just wondering if, when you launch, you could mass the troops on my island first. For about a week in advance.”

No need to waste breath.

Just showing the sheer numbers amassed before Han Chae-hee’s eyes would be enough. Once she realized her sister really might die, her mouth would open.

—...

A pause. Then an insult.

—Are you fucking insane?

“Why the curses?”

—God, you really are clueless, aren’t you? Didn’t I tell you last time it cost three trillion just to mobilize?

“Oh, did you?”

—Idiot. This time I’m moving ten times that, and you want me to add a detour? Why not just ask me to strap on another artificial island while I’m at it?

Her resistance was fierce.

Cheap cunt. Always mocking me as a beggar, and now she’s stingy over a few trillion?

Is that it? You begrudge me?

“You a beggar, sis?”

—...What?

“For the sake of your beloved brother’s pride, you’d really let it be wounded over a few tens of trillions?”

—What the fuck are you babbling, idiot?

“The pride of a brother you love enough to put in your eye without pain—it’s in your hands right now.”

—Fuck off. Go shove your cock in a hole, moron.

“Ah—”

Click.

“....”

Bitch.

“Hung up on me mid-sentence. Rude as hell.”

Still, there was a payoff.

Because I had made the call right in front of Han Chae-hee, she heard every word.

Where just moments ago she had mocked me with a weary smile, now her face was heavy with dread.

“D-Don’t... don’t kid yourself... Now you’re acting with phone calls, too...”

“Are you sure?”

“....”

“That it’s all just an act, all a lie, that there is no sweep coming, and that my sister on the other end was playing along in my performance?”

“....”

Han Chae-hee mouthed words soundlessly, then dropped her head with a faint groan.

“Well, if you think living as my cunt-slave is worse than death, you can keep silent. But should that really be your call? At the very least, shouldn’t your sister have the choice? If she gets taken by Biotech as an experimental subject—or worse, dragged off by my sister—now that would be hell. I hate to say it about my own sister, but... she’s like that.”

“....”

In real time, as despair overtook her, I lifted one of her legs and drove into her again.

She let out strangled cries, but her expression was thoughtful, torn.

“Think it over carefully.”