“The worst of the worst, wearing a human disguise, how can you say such things!”

Naju’s wife shouted defiantly, holding a bucket. The remaining water in the bucket splashed, even soaking the shoes of Shim Yuran.

“Has this lady gone crazy! Are you insane?”

Yuran, who had turned into a soaked rat, shouted back. It was a situation she had never experienced before.

“It’s you who’s crazy! Even though the main wife is living openly, you crawl in and drive nails into the hearts of hated people!”

Nokhyun, who regained his composure from Naju’s wife’s plea, faced the situation in front of him. The employees were lined up behind Naju’s wife, their eyes filled with anger.

Even though they pretended to be cold on the surface, the employees loved Morra, who, despite her outward appearance, was considerate.

For the sake of family and livelihood, they had to turn a blind eye, but everyone pitied her situation and secretly took care of her behind Shim Yuran’s back.

Even Nokhyun, her own child, had neglected her.

“Are you all in your right minds? Whose side are you on? Have you forgotten who’s providing your salaries?”

Despite Yuran’s scolding, the employees’ gaze remained icy.

Cracks appeared on Yuran’s face, which had ruled like a queen.

“The chairman has woken up! Would it be alright if we all quit?”

“I’ll quit too then.”

Naju’s wife spoke as the representative. She was addressing Nokhyun, not Yuran. Everyone shared the same opinion.

Faced with the employees’ firm attitude, Yuran was bewildered. They were just people working at her house. Those who existed for Yuran turned hostile eyes toward her.

“You worthless people!”

Yuran finally spoke out loud what she had been thinking. People sniffed as if it wasn’t surprising. They had always looked at her as if she were a bug, despite her attempts to appear refined.

Disturbed by Yuran’s commotion, she was dragged out by security.

Naju’s wife slumped into a waiting seat.

“From tomorrow, I’ll have to look for a job.”

Naju’s wife sighed, looking at the housekeeper.

“No need for that.”

Nokhyun took out a pen from his suit pocket and pressed a button. Then Yuran’s voice flowed out.

“We have CCTV as well.”

Taein, who was next to Nokhyun, pointed to the ceiling and said.

“Thank you.”

Nokhyun expressed his gratitude sincerely. He knew Naju’s wife’s circumstances well. She had lost her husband in an accident and was still in debt, raising her daughter alone. Despite all that, she had stepped forward for Morra, prepared to lose her job.

“Oh, thanks for what? We should be grateful. It’s amazing, it looks like a pen, but it can also record.”

Naju’s wife had taken care of Nokhyun like her own child since he was very young. When Nokhyun was forcing himself to eat and going through the aftermath of losing Dohyun, she had fed him forcibly and even urged him to live for revenge or whatever.

Nokhyun thought he was always alone in that big house. Looking back, it wasn’t true. On Nokhyun’s birthday, the housekeeper secretly prepared a gift, and Naju’s wife, despite receiving curses from Yuran, always made seaweed soup for him.
“Now was the time for Nokhyun to act. To protect them.

⭐️⭐️⭐️

Seji moved to the meeting room to meet the lawyer.

The lawyer Kim Young-cheol, who arrived first, handed over his business card. Seji frowned as she looked at the card.

“Guksun? Not Lawyer Jang Yong-seok?”

“Are you talking about Lawyer Jang Yong-seok from Park & Jang?”

“Bring Lawyer Jang.”

Young-cheol shook his head while looking at Seji.

“Park & Jang is in chaos due to the HK merger. And even if that’s not the case, you should consider there’s no law firm that would represent Se Seji. HK is closely watching.”

Seji bit her lower lip until it bled.

Seotaein, lifting Kang Nokhyun on his back and flying away with him…!

She slammed the table with trembling hands.

“Why touch HK if not necessary.”

It was not Young-cheol’s voice but Jeha’s. Jeha, who was leaning against the wall, clicked his tongue and approached. Seji glared at him as if he would kill the traitor.

“Why does the betrayer show up here? What a jerk.”

“Shut up and sign. If you don’t want your Swiss account emptied.”

Jeha put the documents on the table.

“What’s this.”

Seji’s face, checking the documents, twisted grotesquely. It was a covenant to give up all authority and property related to Taekang. Just like what Seji had presented to Taein.

Seji immediately tore up the document.

“Do you think I’ll step back like this? Do you think the company will run well without me? I made this investment successful!”

Seji said, pounding her chest. Her face, filled with joy, was bizarre, as if watching a play.

Without responding, Jeha burst into hollow laughter. Seji warned Jeha.

“Tell Seotaein. If he wants to save the company, take me out first!”

“You received an investment without properly looking into the investor? The one who invested is Director Yoon Jung-hoo of HK.”

“What?”

“The representative of a foreign investment company is Director Yoon from HK, Kang Nokhyun’s confidant.”

“Impossible.”