After a brief trip to the convenience store, Youngju was startled as if seeing a monster upon spotting a large figure in front of the villa.

“What’s the Director doing here at this hour…”

It was Ha Joon.

He had planned to meet Youngju even without the perpetrator’s confession. Just before heading to Youngju, Ha Joon received a call from Seok Hoon, who had gone to Daejeon.

[Dash] It’s confirmed that he was hired. He said if he serves his punishment for the accident, his debt would be paid off. He didn’t know the name, but when shown the photo, he seemed to recognize it. Should I ask if he’s willing to testify?

[Dash] No, I’ll handle that myself. Please ensure he’s protected discreetly from now on.

Ha Joon didn’t distrust Seok Hoon.

The perpetrator must have struggled to admit being hired.

The incident was more than a minor collision, likely a terrible memory he didn’t want to recall, possibly tormented by guilt.

He must have been afraid of retaliation from those who hired him and didn’t want the hassle of being re-investigated for lying.

Seok Hoon assured no harm would come to him, so he must have spoken up reluctantly. Ha Joon felt it wasn’t right to press him all at once.

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As Ha Joon confronted Youngju, he clenched his fists and stepped towards her.

In response, Youngju involuntarily stepped back.

She felt as if her body was burning up with sudden heat, her moisture evaporating into cold sweat.

But then she hesitated.

If Seo Ah had shared their conversation with Ha Joon, avoiding him didn’t seem right.

In fact, since he had come looking for her, Seo Ah must have told him.

Youngju felt betrayed, her body trembling with the overwhelming sense of betrayal.

However, she couldn’t run away. She had to maintain her role as the innocent victim.

As she had told Seo Ah, she needed to insist she was being threatened by someone.

Since all transactions had been in cash, there was no evidence of her receiving money.

Unintentionally ending up near Ha Joon’s car, Youngju found him stepping right up to her.

Suppressing his boiling anger, Ha Joon opened the passenger door.

“Get in while I’m asking nicely.”

Youngju’s pupils shook violently. The thought of sitting alone with Ha Joon in the confined space of the car was suffocating.

Moreover, with the car’s black box recording everything, she decided to remain unshaken, firmly denying whatever Ha Joon would say, and got into the car.

As soon as Youngju got in, a man as robust as Ha Joon stood guard at the passenger door.

‘Calm down, Choi Youngju. I’m Seo Ah’s dearly loving sister, who needs to divorce her from Kang Ha Joon for her sake.’

While Youngju was gathering her thoughts, Ha Joon got into the driver’s seat.

He then handed her an envelope.

“Take a look.”

Youngju, trying to steady her trembling hands, opened the envelope.

Inside were doctored photos of Ha Joon and Seo Ah she had created and documents summarizing incidents of the past 8 years where she leaked information from Yu Young Group to benefit other companies.

There were even records of incidents that had been quietly resolved without media coverage, leaving her utterly flustered.
Jinwon had never instructed any employee, let alone himself, to handle this particular data. It was information that only his closest employees would know.

This data was none other than what Ha Joon had recently asked Jinwon to organize personally, trusting no one else.

“Why, why are you giving this to me? I don’t understand.”

Ha Joon thought it was a natural reaction. There was no evidence implicating Youngju.

His intention was to observe Youngju’s reaction and elicit a confession when she received the documents.

Noticing something odd in her reaction, Ha Joon probed further.

“Aren’t you surprised seeing Seo Ah’s picture? Even if it’s a familiar sight, I heard you care for her like a sister. Don’t you have to explain this to your husband?”

Youngju realized her mistake. She should have feigned surprise at the photo of Seo Ah mingling with men in a bar.

“Ah, Miss? This is Miss? No, no, that’s impossible… It must be someone who looks like her. Miss doesn’t frequent bars.”

“I see. It seems there’s something else you haven’t seen yet.”

Prompted by Ha Joon, Youngju reached deeper into the envelope and pulled out the remaining contents.

Her body trembled like a quaking aspen.

There were photos of her storing items in a locker at a train station, another man retrieving them, and text messages exchanged between her and the man.

The texts discussed receiving twenty million won for bringing Seo Ah to a hotel.

“I, I can e-e-explain this.”

She tried to speak calmly, but her trembling body refused to settle.

“Go ahead.”

“I was t-t-threatened. Felt threatened for my l-l-life… I had no choice… But, I regretted it. Even if this man hadn’t backed out, I was going to stop him! I told the truth to Miss today!”

Ha Joon’s brows furrowed tightly, his pupils quivering slightly.

“You told Seo Ah that you tried to send her to a hotel with a stranger?!”

“Not exactly that but…”