“He’s just a nuisance forgetting his role. Without much ado, drop out of the project. Get ready for inspection. Prepare to be expelled from the organization. It will be a win-win situation.”

The manager chattered on without knowing that his life was in danger.

Role? Kijoo sneered. Protecting and guarding Song Eunchae is his role. Can he forget that?

“I haven’t forgotten my role.”

Saying that, Kijoo took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

As Geunseok unfolded the paper and read it, his face became serious, then returned to a bewildered expression.

For a moment, his surprised expression, wondering where Kijoo got this, soon turned into a gaze that realized the paper Kijoo handed him was the final puzzle piece prepared for a long time.

Kijoo, who was half-closing his long eyes in response to a bigger reaction than expected, smiled. Finally, the end of the Sparrow Project was here.

“I will go to the end, sir.”

Eunchae had never imagined that she would have something to do with Jinseong. Not until she saw that picture in Chairman Song’s study.

She had been waiting, looking around the department until the secretary who had entered the head’s office came out.
Promoted to department head and even a personal secretary assigned to a separate office. It was a bit excessive for giving it to a friend’s son.

Eunchae, who coldly smiled, tightened her grip on the handbag. With a squeak, the sound of the leather handle twisting, the secretary came out.

“You may go in.”

Eunchae’s face, smiling politely at the secretary, turned cold, as if questioning when she ever smiled like that.

Tock, tock, .

The neatly standing velvet loafer shoes moved forward. Eunchae, who entered through the door opened by the secretary, greeted Park Jinseong, who was cautiously greeting her, and sat down first.

“Hello.”

“Oh, yes. Hello.”

Jinseong, who was sitting in front of his desk, moved to the sofa and gestured for her to sit across. As Eunchae sat on the sofa, the secretary who followed her asked what to drink.

“It’s okay.”

“I’ll have green tea.”

When Eunchae declined, Seungyun ordered green tea for himself. Bowing slightly, the secretary who went out brought green tea to the table and left after a while.

Jinseong, left alone with Eunchae, wore a relaxed expression.

“It’s nice to see you here.”

“Yes. Congratulations on your promotion, although it’s late.”

“Thank you.”

“At that time, I wasn’t feeling well at home, so we couldn’t talk much.”

Eunchae, who only exchanged greetings, raised her gaze that had momentarily dropped while clasping her hands on her knees.

“Although I’ve heard a lot about the close relationship between our fathers, it seems like there has never been any interaction between our families.”

“Ah… Is that so?”

“My father never mentioned anything about Mr. Park Jinseong’s family to me.”

“He wouldn’t have.”

Responding as if it were obvious, Eunchae asked directly.

“They were close friends for a long time, but why haven’t I ever seen you before?”

“He might have cherished not showing it to others.”

Having finished speaking, Jinseong sipped his green tea and avoided eye contact.

Noticing the omitted subject, Eunchae let out a forced laugh quietly.

‘…Thief…’

Madam Sung Moon-hee’s voice painfully pounded in her ears. The identical reactions of both Sung Moon-hee, who had somehow been on guard against her, and Park Jinseong, matched together like a perfect puzzle.

“…The reason I came here is to ask you to refrain from visiting my mother and our house.”

So, instead of removing the stone that had rolled in, it was a situation where a deeply embedded stone was popping out, trying to awkwardly remove a poorly placed stone.

By now, Eunchae was not so much angry as she was puzzled. She had never asked for the true qualification as Chairman Song’s daughter. As far as that was concerned, it didn’t matter even to Chairman Song, who was a rolling stone only in that house.

“It could cause unnecessary misunderstandings, especially since you have a discerning eye.”

Unnecessary misunderstandings.

At that part, Jinseong’s eyes flickered as if burning.

“What kind of unnecessary misunderstanding?”

Inferiority. Jealousy.

Eunchae was bewildered by Jinseong’s simplicity, which was evident even after a short conversation.
In Jinseong’s face, there was a full expression of hostility, as if saying, “Who are you?” Why would she feel so unjust and angry? From her perspective, it was incomprehensible. Living as the chairman’s family was more repugnant and painful for her.

So, will you blatantly set up your living in our house?

Eunchae’s disgust was rising gradually.

Jinseong, who had been trying not to show signs of excitement while sipping his green tea, spoke.

“If Chairman-nim says so, we will do that as well. However,”

He emphasized, cutting off his words.

“Will the chairman do that?”

“Let me tell him.”

“So, Eunchae, would you like to fulfill my request?”

“Why? You’re talking as if it’s obvious that it won’t be allowed.”

Jinseong, who confidently spoke, twisted his lower jaw.

“If someone sees, they might think Mr. Park Jinseong is Chairman’s son.”

“…….”

“……Well, I’ve conveyed my intentions, so I can leave now, right?”

Eunchae, standing up, watched Jinseong, who was staring at the sofa with a foolish gaze. Although he resembled Chairman Song, he looked much loose and mentally weak.

She looked at Jinseong’s hands on the sofa floor.

The trembling fingertips of the feeble man couldn’t lie.

Thunk, .

The office door opened, and Chairman Song Myunghwan walked in. He looked at Eunchae, who was sitting on the sofa, and raised an eyebrow.

According to what he heard from the secretary, Eunchae had the freedom to enter here. Although it had been corrected that she couldn’t freely enter the chairman’s office, it seemed unpleasant and annoying to see her inside without permission.

Chairman Song leaned back against the sofa, looking at Eunchae, who was sitting on a single sofa.

“What’s going on again? Coming all the way here. If you’re tired, just state your business and get out right away.”

Already contemplating how to deal with Kwong Kijoo when he brought him in, seeing Eunchae who also struck her back, his stomach churned.

How dare she get entangled with such a guy.

He wanted to grab her by the hair and interrogate her right away, but if he did, it would only hurt his head for sure. Originally, she probably wouldn’t know how to handle the world. If only he could make Kijoo disappear without a trace.

So that would be enough. Then, reschedule the wedding date, or if it bothers her, submit the marriage registration first…

As Chairman Song’s thoughts flowed like water, he waved his hand as if he were annoyed.

“For a while, I don’t even want to see your face. Don’t come until I call you. Just wait quietly.”

With a more intense reaction than usual, Eunchae’s face also stiffened.

“As your daughter, can’t I even come in here, Father?”

Song Myunghwan’s thick hand on the armrest twitched.