Chapter 55 – 055. Kwak Bo-Mi (01) Confrontation
Seongjae, who left the pension and left the bitches, took out his smartphone and turned off the airplane mode that was turned on so as not to disturb the smooth and enjoyable teaching assistant as always. And soon after, he heard a vibration alerting him that there was a message he hadn’t received before.
-Hey! Why can’t you call If you see this, call me right away!
‘What? You said you didn’t come back after taking a member of the school? But the president isn’t the kind of person who thinks of that?’
Seongjae, who saw the message sent by the chairman, made a phone call while wondering. The chairman answered the phone as soon as he heard the connection sound.
“What happened…”
-Hey! Why didn’t you call me! Bring the kids quickly! No, you too, come quickly!
Seongjae suddenly asked the chairman who was making a fuss.
“What’s going on?”
-What are you doing and sleeping? What did you do to Bo-mi Kwak?
‘What are you saying all of a sudden?’
Seongjae, who was dumbfounded by the president who brushed it off by saying the name he had heard for the first time in his life, answered crookedly.
“Who is that?”
– Oh, that’s okay. Done! Hurry up and go to Professor Jiyoung Kim’s dorm! Because I’m waiting for you there!
“Haha… I got it.”
-Hurry! Come quickly…
The chairman said something, but Seong-jae, who hung up the phone without listening, moved his steps towards the MT place and checked another message.
-Master? When are you coming, master?
-Master. I’m sorry the slave asked this question, but… You’re not messing with those children, are you?
-Master. My older sister, who graduated, was suspicious of the relationship between me and the owner, so I looked around moderately, but I don’t know if it worked. Sorry.
‘Hmm… I guess this graduating sister is Kwak Bo-mi…’
Seongjae, who checked Jiyoung’s message, began to think about what to do.
-Smart.
“Anybody home?”
Seongjae, who arrived in front of Jiyoung’s private house, carefully knocked and said. Then the door burst open.
“Come in.”
Seong-jae followed a nervous-looking woman in a black suit and glasses, and when Ji-young was nowhere to be seen, Seong-jae frowned.
‘Seeing as you don’t even have shoes… Are they not here? And who is this woman who is looking for me?’
I didn’t understand the situation, but I asked the woman who was presumed to be Bo-mi Kwak who had called him.
“They said you were looking for me… Is that right?”
“Okay. I have something to tell you.”
The high-pressure and nervous tone was very intrusive, but Seongjae endured it.
“Please speak.”
“I will tell you directly. Let Jiyoung go.”
Seongjae looked at the woman talking about her possessions with a puzzled look on her face.
“Um… For now. Bomi Kwak. Right?”
“Okay. I don’t want to be treated like a senior by you. You can call me that.”
Even if I asked for it, I had no intention of doing it.
“Great. Mr Bomi. I don’t know what Bomi is talking about right now. You suddenly let go of Professor Kim Ji-young? What do you mean?”
Seongjae went out without knowing. However, Bomi glared at Sungjae and opened her mouth.
“It’s no use pretending not to know. I’ve heard that she made Ji-young her slave and forced her to wear only those clothes. She said she had a lot of fun on her way here? You know everything, so all you have to do is say you want to break up with Jiyoung.”
After hearing Bomi’s words, Seongjae wrinkled his forehead.
‘No… She told me all of that? Didn’t she put it all around? ‘
Seongjae asked again, dumbfounded at the fact that Jiyoung had told her everything about her relationship with him.
“What’s your relationship with Jiyoung, so you’re saying that?”
“Jiyoung is two years my senior.”
If you are close, you are close, but if you are a stranger, Seongjae frowned when he heard the ambiguous relationship.
“Why is that person 2 years your senior telling you to let go of Jiyoung?”
“Because Jiyoung is being ruined because of you.”
Sungjae made a strange expression.
‘I don’t have much broken memories…?’
She is forced to wear tattoos and restricts her attire, but compared to the first two enslaved, she is in good shape. I was going to break it like that one day.
“Is there no more reason for you to make such demands of me? Did Jiyoung ask for help?”
Bomi, who was questioned by her Sungjae, chewed her lips. It was because Jiyoung hadn’t made such a request. Rather, she even defended her seongjae, saying that it was what she wanted. But here she is, she decided to lie.
“Of course, this is what Jiyoung wants. She is a slave, and what woman would want to be a sex slave?”
Seongjae also partially agreed with that statement. It was because Soo-yeon was the only woman she really wanted to obey without asking for anything.
‘Wisdom… She was looking for someone to destroy her rather than wanting to be submissive. If she doesn’t live up to her expectations, she’ll drop out. With her wealth, she does everything she can to silence her.’
But she didn’t think that Jiyoung, who had just sent her such a message, wanted her freedom.
“Really? Did Jiyoung really say that to Bomi?”
Bomi, who had already lied, confidently answered the question without hesitation.
“Okay.”
Hearing that, Seongjae laughed inwardly.
“Why does Jiyoung say that to Bomi? What are you? She’s only two years her senior?”
Bomi crossed her arms and said, looking at Seongjae, who raised her legitimate question.
“Because I am the prosecutor.”
At her words, her Sungjae made an impression.
‘Test? Why is the prosecutor popping up all of a sudden? It’s annoying when the prosecutor gets entangled…’
Considering his age, he may not be in a high-ranking position, but the job of a prosecutor itself was uncomfortable for Seong-jae, who threatens women and turns them into sex slaves.
‘Should I talk to Ji-hye and ask her to clean it up?’
For a moment, Seongjae thought of the residents of the upper class who were enslaved today, but soon gave up.
‘Tsk. If I do, things might get out of hand.’
No matter how strong the money was, there was no need to run into public power for nothing.
‘First of all, look at me and Jiyoung so that I can organize things on the line…’
“Are you a person with a higher status than I thought? By the way… If you’re in a position like that, wouldn’t it be better for you to encourage Ji-young to file her charges rather than saying this?”
Bomi really wanted to do that. But she knew there was no way Jiyoung, who had been completely gaslighted, would let her do that.
“Ji-yeong thinks of her old friendship, so she doesn’t want to go that far. I know you’re grateful.”
Seongjae, who heard the strange excuse, smiled and said.
“Great. Well let’s pretend then. Why is it coming out like this only now? It’s already been three months since Jiyoung became my slave. In the meantime, she has been holding her breath while suffering all the insults called insults. Why is it only now?”
Bomi felt sorry for Ji-young that she was gaslighted while she lived as a slave.
‘If I had known just a little sooner… If I had, I wouldn’t have fallen for the mental control like I am now, and I would have sued right away!’
“Joy. That’s what I did too. If only I knew a little bit earlier. You must have been behind bars in blue by now.”
After hearing Bomi’s annoyance, Seongjae thought it might be so. And she was relieved. The fact that she hadn’t met Ji-young before she was enslaved. And she said provocatively.
“What if I won’t give up?”
After hearing Sungjae’s words, Bomi glared at her.
“Then. I’ll catch you by any means. Even if Jiyoung tells me not to.”
Sungjae laughed.
“Smile? Is the prosecutor funny?”
“It can’t be. But what if I told you that I’m getting caught and Ji-young is being crushed by me until this point, and she throws out all the videos of me wailing and wailing cutely? A photo taken with her mouth full of semen, a photo taken with semen on her hair. What would you do if, when you were sponsoring there, you jumped on the sponsor and spread a picture of him shaking his waist to the media? Ji-young’s life and my life. Would you like to change?”
Bomi cried out with her face blushing.
“You! You! You are so crazy! Do you really want to end your life?!”
It was Bomi who screamed at Seongjae’s threats, but she was shocked by the nonsense in the contents.
‘S, did you spawn? Are you Jiyoung? There’s no way… Why?’
Seeing Bomi’s high-handed and cold expression go awry, Seongjae felt much more at ease after confirming that Bomi thought of Jiyoung more than expected.
“I told you that you have to endure that much to put me in.”
Bomi glared at her Seongjae and bit her lip.
“It’s okay. If you don’t want each other to die, let Jiyoung go. And don’t touch me anymore Then I won’t dig too deep.”
Satisfied with Bomi’s distorted expression, Seong-jae came up with a way to solve the problem of the intrusive prosecutor. And she said
“Great. Jiyoung wanted it so I did it. Then Prosecutor Kwak Bo-mi, let’s pretend we never see each other again.”
Bomi was both relieved and puzzled when Seongjae, who had been threatening her for a long time, suddenly gave up on Jiyoung, but she didn’t bother to argue and nodded her head. But her heart was completely different.
‘Let’s see. Pup. If Ji-young gets out of her psychological control, I’ll gather all the evidence and put it right there before you even have time to spread the pictures.’
After finishing her words, Sungjae opens the door and is about to leave. She said with her back to Bomi.
“Ah. If there is a lie in what you just said, you will regret it greatly.”
Bomi flinched at her telling a few lies, but she responded calmly.
“I have no reason to lie to a scumbag like you.”
“That must be true.”
After speaking, Seongjae went outside and the door of the private house was closed. After Bomi, who was left alone, Ji-young came to her senses, she went through her phone numbers, thinking about who to ask for help so she could most certainly send Seong-jae.
