Acts We Shouldn't Do (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
Knock, knock—after the sound of rapping on the door, Executive Director Jang entered with a tray holding a rye bread sandwich and grapefruit juice.
“I prepared a simple sandwich for you.”
Tae Seo, eyes still fixed on his documents, gestured toward his desk with a flick of his hand. Executive Director Jang promptly set the tray down exactly where he’d indicated.
Tae Seo took the sandwich in his large hand and bit neatly into it with a single, clean chomp.
“Hmm…”
Crunch, crunch—the sound of him chewing the layered vegetables inside the sandwich filled the office completely.
Executive Director Jang cast a fleeting glance at Tae Seo, who remained silently absorbed in his paperwork.
Even eating something as simple as a sandwich, this man looked like he was modeling for a magazine shoot. Not a single crumb fell from his lips—he ate with an air of refined elegance. And every time he chewed, the sharp line of his jaw stood out strikingly.
Having finished off the triangle-cut sandwich in just four bites, Tae Seo gave a thumbs-up. Then, with his thumb, he wiped a trace of sauce from the corner of his mouth and sucked it clean between his lips with a soft *click*.
That move truly was the pinnacle of artistry—it left Executive Director Jang, who was fast approaching fifty, blushing and clearing her throat awkwardly.
“…Would you like one yourself?”
“No, thank you.”
“Wow, I didn’t expect you’d dig this deep. I only gave you a few leads, and yet you had everything ready in just a week. Executive Director Jang, you’re kind of terrifying.”
“…I only did as instructed.”
“That’s a compliment. You uncovered not only his recent activities but even things I never knew about. Excellent work.”
Tae Seo muttered this as he picked up another sandwich and popped it into his mouth.
The report he was reading now was something he’d urgently requested from Executive Director Jang the day after meeting Jo Yuri, labeling it a personal matter that needed immediate verification.
“Please look into Yoon Jae In for me. Find out where she lives now, what she’s doing—focus especially on her recent activities.”
“…Could you provide a little more detail?”
“She’s probably thirty in Korean age—a woman. Her biological mother’s name is Yoon Se Na. If you investigate thoroughly, you’ll likely come across Jo Dae Hoon, CEO of Hyun Yang Construction, and things might get a bit complicated for you. I’ll jot down a few relevant clues for you.”
“When do you need it by?”
“The sooner, the better. Consider this your chance to show off your skills.”
“Yes, understood.”
“It’s a personal request, so I’ll ask your forgiveness in advance.”
“…”
“It’ll be even harder if you keep it quiet—but I’ll compensate you fairly for the extra effort.”
With that final remark, Executive Director Jang understood her boss’s unspoken instruction: keep this matter entirely under wraps, especially from Kang Shin Jae, chairman of Kang Seon Group.
Tae Seo never made personal requests to his secretary—let alone ask for weekend work. That alone signaled how serious this was, so Executive Director Jang mobilized every connection and skill she had to uncover everything about Yoon Jae In.
Again and again, she hit roadblocks during her investigation. Documents that should have existed were missing; people she needed to interview had vanished. Still, Executive Director Jang refused to give up.
She’d served the Kang family and the conglomerate for twenty-five years—hardly an easy stretch of time. Now, she poured every ounce of her ability into this task.
And in a remarkably short period, she even managed to find out Yoon Jae In’s shoe size, thoroughly satisfying her boss—an achievement worthy of the legendary secretary famed throughout the business world.
“So she’s recently returned to Korea? And near Hwami Apartments, no less—right under my nose?”
It seemed Yoon Jae In had recently opened a yoga studio on the third floor of the building directly across from Gangnam’s Hwami Apartments. Although the studio listed a close friend as its director, all funding clearly came from Yoon Jae In herself.
“She’s got no fear—using someone else as a front for her business. What if she gets stabbed in the back?”
“She and the studio director seem closer than actual sisters.”
“Even real sisters stab each other in the back. That’s just how money works.”
Tae Seo finished off two more pieces of sandwich neatly, then wiped his hands with a moist towel. Next, he lifted an ice pack and pressed it to his forehead—his eyes never leaving the documents.
“Huh, so it wasn’t Director Ji Seung Hee who made her an orphan—it was Chairman Jo Dae Hoon. Damn, Representative Jo really is something.”
For reasons unknown, Yoon Jae In had quietly lived with her biological mother, Yoon Se Na, in Chicago—until, at age fifteen, she’d come to Korea alone.
Jo Dae Hoon had promptly registered his own daughter as an orphan on official documents. Then, he disguised her as a destitute student sponsored by the foundation run by his wife, Ji Seung Hee.
It was such an expert disguise that Executive Director Jang herself almost fell for it.
“A complete stranger, living in their home for seven years while they paid for her education? That alone reeks of something suspicious—how did the press stay silent?”
“According to my findings, around that same time, Mr. Jo took in two other individuals as well. Both were indeed students officially sponsored by the foundation.”
“Wow, meticulous bastard.”
From age fifteen to twenty-two—just over seven years—Jae In had lived in Representative Jo Dae Hoon’s home. Then, following a car accident in the winter of her twenty-second year, she’d dropped out of university and left Korea for treatment and rehabilitation.
Tae Seo already knew this part. Yet for some reason, nearly ten years later, she’d returned to Korea.
And secretly, without Jo Dae Hoon’s knowledge.
“Is it confirmed that the driver involved in the accident was Jung Jae Hoon, the third son of Joo An Group?”
Frowning deeply as he read the section about Jae In’s accident in the report, Tae Seo asked sharply.
“Yes. Police reports list another passenger in the car and claim that person was driving when the crash occurred. However, there were actually only two people in the vehicle at the time—and the one behind the wheel was indeed current Joo An Entertainment CEO, Jung Jae Hoon.”
“…Were they dating?”
The unexpectedly sharp tone made Executive Director Jang instinctively straighten her posture.
Still glaring at the report, Tae Seo suddenly seemed parched and downed the entire glass of grapefruit juice in one go, draining it completely.
“It doesn’t seem that way. It appears Mr. Jung Jae Hoon’s feelings were entirely one-sided.”
“Creepy bastard.”
Without meaning to, Executive Director Jang nodded in agreement upon hearing Tae Seo’s mutter. Jung Jae Hoon, CEO of Joo An Entertainment, wasn’t hard on the eyes—but there was something unsettling about him.
During her years as a secretary, she’d crossed paths with him several times. He always smiled as if he were the picture of good manners, yet occasionally, in his blank expression, a hint of madness flickered through. He didn’t seem psychologically stable.
You didn’t even need to dig deep—just the fact that his private secretarial staff at Joo An Entertainment kept changing constantly told you everything. Clearly, he wasn’t easy to work with.
As Executive Director Jang reflected on the various executives she’d served over the years, her gaze naturally drifted to Tae Seo. Over the past month and a half, she’d observed him closely—and honestly, he remained an enigma.
Not in a bad way, though. He was undeniably charming and surprisingly approachable, yet he never fully let his guard down. He wasn’t someone who let people in easily—that’s how she’d concluded.
Even before Tae Seo officially took his post, burly men showed up at the Managing Director’s office, claiming, “Mr. Kang Tae Seo ordered this,” and filled the small lounge behind the office with various pieces of exercise equipment.
That alone showed just how obsessed Tae Seo was with working out. He didn’t carve out specific workout times—instead, he’d naturally slip onto a piece of equipment whenever he had a spare moment.
Soon, briefing him on his schedule while he hung from workout bars became routine.
“Doesn’t it get exhausting, exercising like that?”
“It’s fun, though.”
“…You find exercising fun?”
“Yes. If it’s fun, of course I’ll jump on it whenever I get the chance. What kind of exercise do you do, Executive Director Jang?”
“I don’t really…”
“You should. Go sign up for a personal training session at the gym nearby right away. Use my card. I want to work with capable people for a long time.”
Thanks to that, Executive Director Jang had been dragging her exhausted body to forced PT sessions after work for a full month already.
At first, she’d felt like she was dying—but recently, she’d started noticing the benefits. She no longer collapsed the moment she got home.
At work, he treated people with the polished grace of a gentleman from the movies—but sometimes, he’d act like a total prankster.
Calling him a prankster was putting it nicely; if he’d been her nephew, she would’ve smacked his back.
She’d once been startled to see him casually playing a mobile game on his work tablet—right in front of Chairman Kang Shin Jae during a speech.
Everyone else probably assumed he was reviewing meeting materials—but with a completely serious expression, Tae Seo had spun the gacha thirty times in a row.
“My new character just won’t drop. Guess I’ll have to spend real money after all.”
“Managing Director, we’re still in the meeting.”
“They called everyone in just to drone on with pointless chatter—might as well play a game. Want to join, Executive Director Jang?”
“…No, I’m fine.”
“Come on. They’re giving out crystals if you invite a friend.”
His grumbling tone sounded just like someone whispering crucial instructions into his secretary’s ear.
He’d occasionally mutter the odd vulgar word while handling paperwork in the office—or even during meetings. But when he caught his secretary’s startled expression, he’d often just wink.
Aside from that, he was fine. A bit particular, sure—but not at all unlikeable.
He was also the one who broke the secretary office’s strict dress code—mandating tight pencil-skirt suits and only modest accessories.
“How is it fair that you’re stuck coming in early and staying late, yet can’t even wear what you want? In this day and age, who enforces a dress code like that—and only on women, no less?”
“But Managing Director Choi said…”
“Don’t worry about outdated old fogeys who can’t even do their own jobs properly, let alone read the times. Wear whatever you want—pants, skirts, whatever. If you’ve got a crown at home you’re proud of, wear it to work.”
“But I was under the impression that all secretaries across Kang Seon Group follow the same uniform rules. If we’re the only ones breaking that…”
“As long as you match the time, place, and occasion, that’s all that matters. If anyone complains, sell me. Doesn’t that outfit feel uncomfortable, Executive Director Jang? This is my first official order as Managing Director. Disobey it, and I’ll be mad.”
In the end, the secretaries in Kang Seon Construction’s Managing Director’s office became the only ones in the entire group free to wear either pants or long skirts as they pleased.
Stepping down from 7cm heels felt like flying. Ever since she stopped squeezing into restrictive clothes, she’d even quit the digestive pills she used to pop daily. It truly felt like she could breathe again.
According to the Chairman’s secretary, when Kang Shin Jae heard about the new dress policy, he simply waved it off, saying, “Clothes? Is that really worth reporting to me?”
Managing Director Choi, who’d always insisted secretaries “must look like secretaries” and demanded knee-length skirt suits, naturally clamped his mouth shut after that. With the Chairman himself saying it was fine, who’d dare object?
That alone confirmed Kang Tae Seo’s standing within the group. No one doubted his capabilities or background—everyone knew he’d soon leave his Managing Director post behind and soar even higher.
The more she observed him, the more Executive Director Jang found herself fond of her unpredictable, untamable boss.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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