“Well, I might have to consider it, depending on the situation. Sojin, whom you introduced, apparently has a new boyfriend now? You didn’t know that when you introduced her?”
“What? That’s…”
Startled, Baek Sara fiddled with the tips of her nails.
In truth, Sojin’s relationships were complex, and she hadn’t checked if she had a new boyfriend before introducing her to her brother.
Observing her reaction, Baek Jae Young leaned back into the sofa again and casually spoke.
“Well, no matter. Right now, I’m not free to date. I also have important business ventures to focus on, right?”
“……So?”
“It means from now on, you’ll handle your matters yourself.”
“Brother.”
A sharp voice slipped from Baek Sara’s brightly painted lips.
Peace with her brother never lasted long.
There was only one option left.
If persuasion doesn’t work, it’s time to resort to coercion.
“You seem to have forgotten, this matter is a joint one between you and me.”
“Joint? What kind of nonsense is that?”
“Exactly as I said. I’m trying to properly conclude an old matter, and you were involved in it too. Don’t forget who pushed that woman’s car off the breakwater.”
“Oh. That was me?”
“Are you going to deny it? Even if you didn’t push it yourself, you were involved.”
Unlike Baek Sara’s meticulous provocation, Baek Jae Young’s agitation skyrocketed.
“Hey, Baek Sara! Who made me do that? Huh? You wickedly blackmailed me…”
“You shouldn’t have done something worth being blackmailed for.”
“……Ha!”
His hand, which had been leisurely stroking his chin, roughly ruffled his hair.
Baek Jae Young glared at his sister with bloodshot eyes.
Unfazed by his fierce gaze, Baek Sara smiled sweetly, soothing him in a gentle tone.
“Don’t worry, brother. As I said, it’s a joint matter between you and me.”
“You…”
Instead of responding, Baek Jae Young continued to glare at her.
Ignoring his gaze, Baek Sara got ready to leave, picking up her handbag.
As she stood up, the click of her heels resonated on the floor.
“……!”
Suddenly, Baek Sara sharply turned towards the door.
“What? What happened all of a sudden?”
“……No, I just thought I sensed someone outside the door.”
As she stood up, the click of her heels echoed on the floor.
“……!”
Suddenly, Baek Sara sharply turned towards the door.
“What? Why so sudden?”
“……No, I just thought I sensed someone outside the door.”
“You’re too sensitive. I told everyone not to disturb us! Now go, I feel nauseous just looking at you.”
“Playing hard to get, are we? Fine, brother. Next time, I’ll make sure to bring you something more concrete. I’ll be in touch.”
“Fine, just go!”
At Baek Jae Young’s bellow, Baek Sara flashed a smirk and left the office.
Once she was gone, Baek Jae Young also stood up irritably, slamming his desk.
His sister, Baek Sara, had the uncanny ability to push people to their limits with just five minutes of interaction.
It wasn’t surprising, though.
She had always been the best at manipulating his weaknesses.
That’s how she had managed to hold a past scandal involving a woman over his head.
He hadn’t expected to be ensnared by any of the women he’d been with.
But one of them got pregnant, and it turned out she was the daughter of Secretary Jeong, a close family friend from his father’s hometown.
They had managed to convince her to terminate the pregnancy, but she ended up taking her own life by jumping into the sea, already having miscarried.
At that time, Baek Jae Young was a good-for-nothing, barred from the Baek Corporation.
Just when he was making his foray into the entertainment business, it would’ve been disastrous if his father found out.
And Baek Sara swiftly seized this opportunity for her gain.
Using it as a means to dispose of her rivals without dirtying her hands.
“Ah… Such an annoyance!”
Feeling more tangled up than before, Baek Jae Young bit his thick lips.
He then took out his phone and called the lackey he had assigned to Baek Sara, the one who had just heard all his complaints.
[Yes, Vice President.]“Where are you? Are you doing what I told you?”
[Currently waiting at Sara Cosmetics. As you instructed, I’m not doing anything beyond what was asked.]
“Good. Keep acting clueless and naive.”
[Don’t worry. I might even consider trying out for an acting audition. I seem to have a knack for it. Ha-ha.]“Stop the nonsense and hang up. Keep reporting back to me on every task Baek Sara assigns you.”
[Yes, Vice President.]After ending the call, the anger that had been simmering inside him seemed to subside a bit.
The lackey he had casually assigned to his sister was fairly new to the job but had a sharp mind.
He was a test of sorts, a potential secretary for when Baek Jae Young would eventually take the CEO position.
He had instructed him to act slightly deficient to let down Baek Sara’s guard.
Staring at the vice president nameplate on his desk, Baek Jae Young gripped his phone tightly.
As if it were Baek Sara’s neck.
This time, he wouldn’t just sit back and be manipulated by his cunning sister.
He, too, had laid his traps.
A sly smile crept across his face, weaving through the tangled web of their conflicting desires.
“Well, sister, you’re not the only one who can lay traps.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
