An Instinctive Proposal (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 93

Tae Wook lay on his back, gazing up at the sky beyond the window—its frame barely wider than two palms pressed together.

The heavens, crisscrossed with iron bars, writhed restlessly as if about to unleash rain at any moment.

He was in the middle of a grueling interrogation. Several days had already passed since he’d been locked up here.

Many had come to visit him during this time, but all were people he himself had employed. Not a single representative from Chairwoman Gi had shown up, leaving him deeply uneasy.

‘That damn bastard.’

Tae Wook ground his teeth.

For him—the vice chairman of Tae Sung Group, responsible for half of South Korea’s economy—to have a detention warrant issued against him was major news.

And the one who had relentlessly driven him to the edge of this cliff was none other than Tae Han.

He had apparently submitted evidence with such ferocity that it thoroughly scoured every business venture and personal connection Tae Wook had ever been involved in, right down to the very roots—including the mansion arson case and Tae Wook’s slush fund issues.

It was clear from the start: Tae Han’s sole aim was to lock Tae Wook behind bars.

‘That son of a bitch—I’d tear him apart and still not feel satisfied!’

Consumed by rage, Tae Wook dug his nails into his throat and began scratching.

Scritch-scratch-scratch!

He’d thrown such a fit about the unbearable itchiness that his secretary had brought him moisturizer and burn ointment, but only scratching until he drew blood brought him any relief.

After all, the itch stemmed from his deep-seated inferiority complex toward Tae Han.

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