Looking at Jeongwoong’s face as he looked at himself, there was no hint of suspicion.

Seeing this, Kyunghi raised her eyebrows slightly and asked,

“You’ve never said anything until now, and suddenly entrusting the temporary chairman position to Jaeyo, isn’t that strange?”

Jeongwoong, who was busy cooling the heated anger extended by Jipil’s decision and Jaeyo’s attitude, replied indifferently without much thought about what Kyunghi said.

“My father never consults with me in the first place. And from my point of view, it seems to be because of the TK Tower.”

It was the only thing he could say because there was nothing else that could explain the current situation, and Kyunghi’s expression didn’t look very convincing.

“Why? Do you have any separate issues?”

Unlike Jeongwoong, Kyunghi had many issues. Among them, the most annoying one was the conversation she had with Chaeyoon before receiving Jipil’s call.

Thinking briefly about the conversation with Chaeyoon, Kyunghi’s lips moved.

“We were trying to connect Kwon Hoyeon and Jaeyo.”

Jeongwoong’s slightly tense expression, which had been uneasy about Kyunghi’s expression, eased.

Letting out a light sigh, he spoke with a firm tone.

“It’s not a position to be taken lightly.”

“While it may be a trivial matter for your father, it’s not a trivial matter for Jaeyo.”

The moment Jaeyo’s name was mentioned, the tension that had relaxed in Jeongwoong’s eyes returned.

Seeing this change, Kyunghi added with a hint,

“Jaeyo seems to like Chaeyoon more than we thought. But Chaeyoon is still not fully open to Jaeyo.”

As soon as Kyunghi finished speaking, Jeongwoong snorted loudly.

“Are we making all this fuss just because of that? Ridiculous.”

“It’s a two-birds-with-one-stone situation. We can get Chaeyoon’s heart, and you can also keep your father in check.”

Although it couldn’t be completely convincing, Jeongwoong’s curiosity was not about why Jaeyo did it.

“Well, let’s leave that aside. How did you convince Dad? There’s no evidence that Jaeyo was trying to connect us with Kwon Hoyeon, not just suspicions.”

Jipil, who had experienced everything until now, was not the type of person to lament about the chairman’s position with just a word.

“I told him on the phone last time. That he wasn’t completely unwilling.”

Upon hearing that, Jeongwoong laughed briefly, nodded his head slightly, and said,

“Just because of that, he wouldn’t go so far. Surely, my father saw something worth weighing between Han Jaeyo and me, or maybe he’s just disappointed in me.”

And since there was no evidence against Jaeyo, which is why he was so confident in his thoughts, seeing Jeongwoong’s expression, Kyunghi felt frustrated.

The reason why Jeongwoong could be so confident now was because Chaeyoon was unaware of the existence of the voice file of the man she had, [Yes, it’s true that Song Chaeyoon caused the traffic accident under the orders of Woo Kyunghi].
The man’s testimony couldn’t be evidence that Jeongwoong and Kwon Hoyeon had a deal, but it could serve as circumstantial evidence that he wished for Chaeyoon and Jaeyo’s divorce.

Moreover, since it could be an opportunity for her to realize her own duplicitous nature, Kyunghi couldn’t agree with Jeongwoong’s certainty.

‘No matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t seem like Song Chaeyoon would have said that….’

Considering that she had threatened to reveal this voice file to Jipil, and given that Jipil contacted her right after meeting Chaeyoon, it was highly likely that Chaeyoon didn’t tell Jipil about this fact.

‘But what if Jaeyo knows about this?’

The story changed.

Feeling that Jipil’s decision was somehow related to the man’s voice file, Kyunghi, who had sensed this, stood up from her seat.

Jeongwoong, who was sitting across from her and witnessed Kyunghi’s sudden behavior, widened his eyes.

“Where are you going.”

“My head hurts, so I’m going outside for a moment to get some fresh air.”

Kyunghi headed to the garden rather than the balcony attached to the room.

Seated in one corner of the wide garden illuminated by subtle lights, Kyunghi made a call to Hoyeon.

[Dash] Yes, madam.

“Are you sure that the man met with Song Chaeyoon?”

[Dash] Who is this man? I’m not sure who you’re talking about.

With the continued denial, Kyunghi’s lips became tense.

[Dash] Should I find that man and ask him directly?

Although the man had hidden himself again, Kyunghi felt that she could find him, and since bothering Kyunghi here would not be beneficial for her, Hoyeon decided to let go of the situation and briefly explained what had happened.

“I received a call from him first, asking to meet, and the conversation we had when we met was about you.”

[Dash] Did you see the man meeting Song Chaeyoon in person?

Hoyeon remembered the photo that captured Chaeyoon going alone to the promised meeting place with the man, meeting and having a conversation with him.

“No. I confirmed it with a photo.”

[Dash] Can you trust that photo?

“Yes. I had someone take it without the man’s knowledge, so I’m sure.”