Come Back

Jo Seong-hyeon smiled with satisfaction at Choi Hong-seo’s reaction. It was clear that he imagined that Lee Hae-seong had a hobby of burning Choi Hong-seo’s body with a lit cigarette during sex.

Understanding Seong’s hand covered the back of Choi Hong-seo’s hand, which he had pulled down under the table. The hand that was strong yet affectionately holding tightly was soothing him, telling him that there was nothing to hold back and that there was no need to deal with everything.

I know in my head that I don’t need to worry about that person not understanding, but I feel angry and upset at the thought that that person belittles the love of understanding.

What kind of spot is this?

Even though he knew it was useless, Lee Hae-seong would diligently apply ointment twice a day. It must have been unpleasant to see, but whenever he was caressing, he would purposely kiss each spot.

Her eyes were red and hot, but she felt like it would be even more painful if she showed her crying. She held onto Lee Hae-seong’s hand tightly and held it in with all her might.

“How could people like you know what kind of wound this is?”

Jo Seong-hyeon sighed and shook his head at the expression and tone of voice of Yoon Hye-an, full of hatred.

“Ha… That. I should have taken a picture of it, telling you not to throw it away, that I loved it, and how it was hanging on to me naked.”

Jo Seong-hyeon, who had been speaking with an expression that said he couldn’t stand it anymore, raised his eyebrows at Lee Hae-seong this time.

“If that’s not a cigarette bun, then what kind of taste would our vice president have? He wouldn’t act like a prince even though he could do whatever he wants with the prettiest girls.”

“If you feel the need to control others by giving them money, it means that your desire for conquest is not sufficiently satisfied in your daily life. But in my case, that is not the case.”

No matter how much Jo Seong-hyeon shook it, Lee Hae-seong’s glass of water did not shake or overflow. Jo Seong-hyeon seemed to be at a loss because he didn’t like that.

“I’m just curious. You haven’t seen the video of Hyean and me, have you?”

“Should I see that?”

“Right. If you’ve seen the video I sent you, the one with Go Ji-woon, you probably won’t even think about watching the video with Hye-an. It’s a bit too much of a hobby for an average person.”

Jo Sung-hyun spoke proudly as if he was proud of his appearance in the video.

“If you were that proud, you wouldn’t have had to come out here to prevent the video from being leaked.”

Lee Seok-kyung had left countless videos and photos for blackmail purposes, but Lee Hae-seong had not checked even a single one. He had avoided Choi Hong-seo’s even more. He had the urge to see with his own eyes how much evil he had been subjected to, but he didn’t think that child, Hong-seo, would want that.

Moreover, even if he had gotten his hands on the video of Yoon Hye-an, who had nothing to do with it, there was no way he would be interested. The reason he was trying to prevent the video from being leaked now was because it could interfere with Choi Hong-seo’s new life in the future. That was the only reason. However, Jo Seong-hyeon was mistaken in thinking that Lee Hae-seong was trying to protect ‘Yoon Hye-an’.

Lee Hae-seong couldn’t bear it any longer and let out a sigh. It was a small sigh that showed that he couldn’t stand being bored.

“Look, Mr. Cho Sung-hyun. If you came here just to annoy me, I’ll just leave and pretend the negotiation never happened. You don’t think I suggested the negotiation because I’m afraid, do you?”

“If it’s not because you’re afraid, then what is it?”

“Because it’s annoying.”

“……”

“If both sides’ videos are released, who will be at a greater disadvantage? I will use everything I have—my money, power, connections—to block and retrieve Hye-an’s data from being spread. I will also spread articles saying that the data was maliciously manipulated and that Yoon Hye-an was the victim. There will certainly be people who want to believe what they want to believe in the beginning because it is a sensational scandal, but it is the same in the entertainment industry and in all businesses. The one who pushes on and endures will ultimately survive. After two or three years of silence, Yoon Hye-an will emerge as the victim of a fake scandal and resume her activities. There are similar precedents in the entertainment industry. I can do that, and I will. But what about Jo Sung-hyun?”

Hae-seong Lee, who had been telling a long story without any hesitation, looked at Jo Seong-hyeon with cold eyes.

“However, it’s a bit bothersome for me to let things grow to that level. This is a place I created to solve problems with as little energy as possible. If you’re not interested, then get up.”

Jo Seong-hyeon kept his gaze fixed on Lee Hae-seong and extended his hand to the lawyer sitting on his right.

“I will sign.”

The negotiations were completed quickly and without further delay. It took less than 20 minutes for everything to be completed.

After the attorneys representing him left to finish the notarization process, Jo Seong-hyeon, who had been sitting there in a daze, called out to Lee Hae-seong, who was about to leave the conference room with Choi Hong-seo.

“Can you talk to me for a moment, just the two of you, Vice President?”

Lee Hae-seong hesitated for a moment, and Choi Hong-seo looked up at him with a reluctant expression.

“The agreement has been signed, so can’t I just leave?”

“It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt to hear what they’re thinking. It might even give us an opportunity to exploit it.”

Lee Hae-seong, who patted Choi Hong-seo on the back, sent a signal to the attendant waiting on the other side of the hallway. Then, he personally took Choi Hong-seo to the middle of the hallway and handed him over.

He stroked Choi Hong-seo’s hair, which was neatly tucked behind his ears, with his fingertips, tilted his head, and gave him a brief kiss on the cheek.

“Wait in the reception room with the security team. Okay?”

Choi Hong-seo nodded, but looked back several times until he and his attendant disappeared completely into the living room. When Hae-seong Lee, who had been watching this, returned to the conference room, a video was playing on the TV installed on one wall.

The TV seemed to be connected to the tablet that Jo Sung-hyun was holding. It was a sex video of Yoon Hye-an and Jo Sung-hyun.

“No matter what, I think the Vice President should see it at least once.”

Jo Seong-hyeon’s expression as he sat, turning his chair this way and that, looked innocent, like a child who had finally gotten what he wanted. It was the happiest moment in Jo Seong-hyeon’s life.

“Oh, this isn’t a breach of contract? I’m showing it to the vice president, so it’s not a leak.”

Hae-seong watched the video with an unchanging expression. In Hae-seong’s eyes, Yoon Hye-an in the video looked like a completely different person from the current Choi Hong-seo. Even though they had similar facial features, they were two completely different people with different personalities, different expressions, and different thoughts, so perhaps that was only natural.

How many times have I hugged Choi Hong-seo, who has the same face as me now? His facial expressions, moans, and reactions during sex were all completely different.

The person guarding you right now is really ‘Choi Hong-seo’. The video was actually making Lee Hae-seong realize that fact even more clearly.

It was surprising that the Yoon Hye-an in the video looked like a completely different individual from the Yoon Hye-an of now. Hae-seong was quietly watching the video, the unfamiliar Yoon Hye-an in the video.

And when I had fully contemplated that fact, I turned my gaze to Jo Seong-hyeon.

“I can’t help but feel the urge to humiliate myself at least once.”

“I’m a bit of a smartass. Unlike others, I crawled up here naked. I’m different from those guys who just wag their tails and flatter the vice president.”

“I guess I want to slip again from where I climbed with difficulty.”

Hae-seong sighed as he stroked the edge of the table. Jo Seong-hyeon got up from his chair and slowly approached Hae-seong.

“Even if I slip and fall, I can’t give up the thrill of getting what I want.”

Jo Seong-hyeon stopped a few steps ahead and handed the tablet to Lee Hae-seong.

“The copy is the last one on this tablet. After watching it, you can delete the video, destroy the tablet, or secretly keep it and enjoy it… It’s up to you, Vice President. Just enjoy it knowing that I used it like this, a piece of meat.”

Lee Hae-seong glanced down at the tablet in his hand, and Jo Seong-hyeon placed a hand on Lee Hae-seong’s shoulder before leaving the conference room.

After pausing the video, Haeseong Lee put down his tablet, took out his cell phone, and called Director Kang.

“The other party violated the contract by signing the document. It is a violation of the clause that no copies exist in any form. I can’t trust the contents of the agreement.”

[Should we execute the plan we prepared?]

There was neither excitement nor sorrow in the tone of Director Kang’s voice on the other end of the phone. The expression on Haeseong’s face when he heard those words was the same.

Hae-seong Lee’s gaze, which had been looking out the window at Seoul, shifted to the still screen on his tablet. He reached a conclusion as he manipulated the tablet with his long fingers to hide the image.

“This must be done without the VIP’s knowledge. Please be careful.”

After a concise answer, Hae-seong ended the call, picked up his tablet, and disconnected it from the TV. He even turned off the TV with the remote control and was about to turn around when a bodyguard with a stiff expression appeared through the open door.

“Vice President, the VIP is feeling very unwell.”

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