Chapter 1323 – ##17_Former Duke, Current Chief Secretary (3)
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1.
Siwoo is busy.
Blanche, who assists with his work and manages his schedule, knows this better than anyone.
That’s why Blanche came in earlier than usual to start work, didn’t go home at all, and tried to finish her tasks ahead of time.
If she did her work in advance like this, it would at least give Siwoo and Blanche some breathing room.
A schedule of about four nights and five days should be manageable.
“Therefore, I propose a short winter healing trip from December 1st to December 5th.”
Blanche rattled off the vacation plan she had prepared with her innate diligence and a sense of duty to perfectly assist the chairman.
“I have selected a total of three resorts, and I have excluded tourist attractions and urban areas as they do not seem suitable for the chairman’s vacation, who usually feels fatigued.”
Blanche had not been neglecting her surveillance of the present world, so unlike the prejudice that she was the head of an orthodox witch, she was quite knowledgeable about the present world.
The three resorts she selected were:
Seychelles in the Indian Ocean, Africa.
Maldives, famous as a dream honeymoon destination.
Tahiti, a resort in French Polynesia.
“I have mainly selected places with beautiful ocean and natural scenery. Which one do you prefer?”
“I only know about the Maldives? No, wait a minute.”
“If you don’t like any of the three, I have also prepared six Plan Bs. I haven’t worked out the details of the schedule yet, though.”
That’s not the point.
Of course, Siwoo didn’t know how Blanche, who was as busy as he was, had the time to create a ‘Chairman’s Winter Vacation Plan’ that was easily over 50 pages of A4 paper per destination, but a fundamental question remained.
“Do we really have to go on a trip?”
That’s right.
He didn’t even know how many all-nighters he would have to pull to go on vacation when he was already so busy, and there was no need to go to a resort to treat the stigma.
‘How can he be so cute?’
Blanche looked at Siwoo with her unique gaze.
Blanche could see right through him.
The heart of Shin Siwoo, a pubescent boy pretending to be innocent.
Shin Siwoo was also a man and had always harbored desires for Blanche.
He hadn’t found a way to honestly resolve it, so he had gone around in circles like this, even reaching the excuse of ‘stigma treatment.’
But how disappointed would he be if he was pressed for time and heard, ‘Chairman, we need to finish this in two hours to prepare for tomorrow’s dawn symposium?’
A truly excellent chief secretary should be able to tell whether the chairman wants tea or coffee just by hearing his cough.
She had created the time and place for Shin Siwoo to fully savor a woman named Blanche Errelim.
“…No. Yes. Well. Let’s do that.”
“Then I will look into booking the resort and yacht.”
Meanwhile, Siwoo didn’t argue with Blanche’s words.
Blanche was a lesbian, like Alice.
Even if it was a relationship out of necessity, he wouldn’t feel comfortable.
So, he was in the mindset of at least making her comfortable physically.
‘As expected.’
And Blanche, seeing that, was confident that her prediction was correct.
“Then I have a schedule today, so I will excuse myself in advance.”
Amidst layers of misunderstandings, Blanche began researching to provide even more perfect hospitality.
And so, on the day of the trip.
The two barely managed to make the schedule after a grueling period of overwork that twisted their guts.
“You have a lot of luggage.”
Blanche was waiting for Siwoo, carrying three travel bags that a noblewoman would have used during the Grand Tour era.
She hadn’t traveled much, but it seemed like she could go around the world with that much luggage.
She was also wearing an elegant silk dress with a wide-brimmed hat tilted to one side, and she looked like a model.
It felt like going on a secret rendezvous with a noble lady.
They immediately warped to the Cocoa Island in the Maldives through the ‘gate’ that Hessed had personally repaired and finished.
The tropical scenery of a white sandy beach and a beautiful lagoon greeted the two.
2.
Generally, the quality of a trip is determined by ‘which destination you go to?’
But if money exceeds a certain level, this question becomes meaningless.
It was the age of mammonism.
The whole world would support a wealthy person who splashed money around.
Siwoo, who was frugal compared to the money he possessed, realized this fact on this vacation.
The ‘Azh Cove’ resort, where even the lobby was breathtaking.
“Duke Hessed, Duke Errelim. It is truly an honor to have you visit our Azh Cove.”
As soon as Siwoo and Errelim arrived, all the staff, including the general manager, came out and escorted them respectfully.
“No, did you book this place?”
“Yes, I did.”
“This is a place run by my sister, Kivele…”
“I apologize. I was aiming to book the best accommodation…”
The way Duke Shin Siwoo was having a secret rendezvous at his wife’s resort was insane, to say the least.
But he couldn’t blame his secretary, who had taken the time to plan the trip.
It wasn’t like it was a trip he was keeping secret from his real wives anyway.
The living room of the room they arrived at by speedboat was an overwater villa with glass walls, offering a view of the beautiful ocean surrounding them.
The terrace had an infinity pool that seemed to connect to the horizon and stairs that led directly into the sea, where a cluster of natural corals was gathered.
If you rode a bicycle for just five minutes along the boardwalk that stretched out behind the island, you could connect directly to the island’s forest and enjoy a refreshing walk.
There were three butlers assigned, and all meals were provided by a chef who came directly to the kitchen.
Siwoo, who was looking around every corner of the luxurious marble-decorated villa, felt a sense of tension completely leaving him.
He must have been living a busy life lately.
“This is nice. Really.”
“Would you like some champagne?”
Just as he was about to sip champagne while enjoying the panoramic view from the terrace sofa, Blanche sat very close to Siwoo.
“Um… your posture is a bit uncomfortable.”
She was so close, like a girl pouring drinks, and considering her usual distance, it was suspiciously close.
“You can put your hand around my waist.”
“……”
Her usual tone of voice, which was devoid of any ups and downs, was strangely piercing his ears.
“You can touch me anywhere you want, Chairman.”
It was the same voice he always heard in everyday life, but the explicit content made Siwoo a little embarrassed.
“I’m really okay with it, Chairman.”
While he was hesitating, Blanche leaned closer, putting her arm around Siwoo’s and pressing her body against him.
She always wore loose dresses, and Blanche’s atmosphere itself was closer to intimidation than sex appeal, so he had never really been conscious of her figure.
But when he was actually close to her, he was shocked.
She had been hiding this much weight?
More than that, why was she suddenly so proactive?
‘Cute.’
Blanche felt her heart tickle as she watched Siwoo flustered.
This must be because Blanche’s loyalty was being rewarded.
No, that wasn’t it.
Blanche calmly reassessed the situation.
The reaction of the fresh young boy, Siwoo, was stimulating Blanche’s ‘protective instincts.’
Officially, Shin Siwoo was incredibly great, but in private situations like this, he was a child who needed care and guidance.
That was the case even in bed.
Of course, Blanche had no experience with men.
For her, who was immersed in witchcraft, the idea of a human man having relations with a witch was absurd.
But the word ‘experience’ didn’t exist for no reason.
As the older one, she had to help him step by step.
So, she had studied various books within Gehenna, especially those in the genre of older women taking care of younger men, and had acquired prior knowledge.
“Are you scared?”
“…I’m a little embarrassed because you’re suddenly acting like this.”
“We need to get closer like this. It will make you feel less burdened when we do the deed at night.”
Siwoo was a little dumbfounded as to who was going to teach whom, but this misunderstanding stemmed from Blanche’s fixed ideas.
Again, Blanche was an orthodox witch who firmly believed in witchcraft, and usually, for such witches, romance meant that a man would support and serve the witch.
And Siwoo, in Blanche’s eyes, was a little kid.
Even if he had nine wives, he was just a little groom.
He was probably used to being led by older lovers in bed.
You could tell just by the fact that he used honorifics with most of his wives.
It was a slightly irreverent thought, but when combined with Blanche’s research, his appearance in bed would be…
‘It’s warm inside, and it’s wriggling….’
‘Ugh! Please stop moving. I already came, I already came.’
‘Heeuuuung, Noonaaa!!!’
…something close to that.
‘I’m having irreverent thoughts without realizing it….’
Blanche calmed her slightly flushed breathing and moved slightly away from him.
Perhaps this kind of temptation was too intense for him.
“Chairman, you don’t have to be so nervous. I’ll help you step by step.”
Siwoo stared blankly at Blanche, who was refilling the empty champagne glass with a gentle tone.
For reference, Blanche Errelim, who had lived for a thousand years, had a relationship time (with Yvonne Cohab) that was far less than 1/10th of Siwoo’s.
