The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor

Chapter 111 < Help me. >

Lim Seunghyun glanced at the rearview mirror. 

Yoo Yeon Seo, who was sitting in the back seat, had his hand on his eye and leaned his head back. It was clear that he didn’t want to talk.

“Go home.”

“Yes, sir.”

Lim Seunghyun pretended to get in the car while observing Yoo Yeon Seo, who was heading home. He walked away quickly, as if running away, and stumbled for a moment. He heard his coughing.

‘Could it be…’

Even though Yoo Yeon Seo disappeared into the building, Lim Seunghyun stayed in his place, as if nailed to the ground. After hesitating for a while, he picked up his phone.

“Director, I’m sorry for calling you so late. This is Lim Seunghyun.”

(Yes, what is it?)

“Can you come to the sir’s house right now?”

Yoo Eunho parked his car on the roadside and sank into his thoughts. His younger brother, who suddenly went to the hospital for a checkup, and the attendant who said he looked bad. He had a feeling that he called him because of that.

When he didn’t answer, Lim Seunghyun added.

“I think… you should come, Director.”

(…I’ll be right there. I’m nearby.)

As he turned the car, Yoo Eunho felt a surge of anxiety.

In less than an hour, Yoo Eunho arrived at his brother’s apartment parking lot. Lim Seunghyun was standing at the entrance to the building.

“Have you been waiting?”

“Yes.”

Yoo Eunho took Lim Seunghyun with him and headed to the top floor.

“Yeon Seo.”

He actually knew the password to his brother’s apartment. However, he couldn’t just barge in, even if they were family, so he always called or rang the doorbell beforehand.

‘Why isn’t he answering?’

But today was strange. If he couldn’t answer the phone, he would have contacted him right away, but his phone was silent and there was no response even when he kept ringing the doorbell.

“Mr. Im, you can go home.”

“No, I’ll wait here.”

“…Okay.”

Lim Seunghyun’s expression was dark. Was something wrong? Yoo Eunho hesitated for a moment and then entered the password and went inside.

“Yeon Seo. I’m coming in.”

He walked cautiously down the hallway, and he thought he heard someone sobbing. Yoo Eunho ran to where the sound was coming from.

“Sob… sob…”

Yoo Yeon Seo was curled up in the middle of the living room. Yoo Eunho rushed to his brother’s side and grabbed his shoulder.

“Yeon Seo!”

“Ugh!”

Yoo Eunho saw the blood-stained floor and shook his hands, then looked at his brother, who was vomiting blood, and widened his eyes. What was going on? How could a person vomit so much blood?

He received a call from Lim Seunghyun, who had just called him.

(Director, how is the situation…)

“Call an ambulance.”

Yoo Eunho threw his phone and tried to lift Yoo Yeon Seo up. He was shivering, but his head was pressed to the floor and he didn’t move. As if there was a reason he couldn’t get up.

“Hey, Yeon Seo!”

“It’s my fault.”

What the hell… His eyes were unfocused and tears were streaming down. He gently shook him to wake him up. His head was spinning and he didn’t know how to deal with this.

Lim Seunghyun, who had called an ambulance and entered the house, saw the horror inside and stopped for a moment, then approached quickly.

“Sir!”

When Lim Seunghyun grabbed his arm, Yoo Yeon Seo flailed his arm. He was so strong that Lim Seunghyun let go of his hand.

“Hey, Yeon Seo!”

“Mom, please save me.”

Mom?

The two men’s hands paused. Then he suddenly dug his nails into his neck and scratched it. They quickly raised their hands.

“I can’t breathe… please…”

“Hold his arms.”

He was choking himself while saying he couldn’t breathe. Lim Seunghyun and Yoo Eunho’s hands and clothes were soaked with blood. They gently shook Yoo Yeon Seo to wake him up, afraid he would be more shocked. He breathed heavily, as if he was hyperventilating, and gradually regained his normal breathing.

“Hey, Yeon Seo!”

Yoo Eunho held up his brother’s shoulder, who was about to lie down on his side.

“You… what’s wrong with you…”

What the hell was this. Yoo Eunho looked at his brother, who was covered in blood, with trembling eyes. His face was a mess of tears and blood. It moved a little.

“…Brother.”

Yoo Yeon Seo, who had regained his focus, muttered regretfully.

“Why did you do that?”

“Yeon Seo.”

“Just trust me…”

Yoo Eunho felt his heart sink as he watched Yoo Yeon Seo being carried away by the paramedics.

“Director, the ambulance is here.”

“…”

“Director.”

“Ah… let’s go.”

Thanks to Im Seunghyun, Yoo Eunho regained his senses and followed the paramedics to the elevator.

“What happened?”

“Was there an accident?”

The passersby were buzzing around the ambulance. Im Seunghyun took off his coat and covered Yoo Eunho’s head, afraid that someone might recognize him. He didn’t realize that his face was also exposed by following Yoo Yeon Seo around.

“We’re going to the nearest Juseong Hospital.”

“How did this happen?”

The paramedic had already recognized Yoo Yeon Seo and Yoo Eunho and hesitated. Im Seunghyun quickly explained Yoo Yeon Seo’s condition and lowered his voice.

“Please forget everything you saw here today.”

“Uh…”

“You have to.”

“…”

“Yes, I understand.”

Yoo Eunho sat blankly and looked at his brother’s face.

[Yeon Seo, it’s over. The police have investigated it several times.]

[Why did you do that?]

[Stop talking nonsense. Forget about mom already.]

[Just trust me…]

“Damn…”

He clenched his eyes as regret flooded him.

***

Juseong Group Chairman Yoo Changho’s health in danger?

Juseong family visits Juseong Seoul Hospital… Is Chairman Yoo Changho ill?

Chairman Yoo Changho spotted at Juseong Seoul Hospital… Not ill, then who?

└Wow, that’s not Yoo Changho? Then who is it?

└└They say it’s Yoo Yeon Seo?

└Is that really Yoo Yeon Seo?

└It is. There’s a photo of him being taken away in an ambulance. (Photo) The person who’s covering him is Yoo Yeon Seo’s secretary.

└└Hey, delete this. Juseong will come after you.

└Is that blood? What’s going on?

└Isn’t the person covering him Yoo Yeon Seo? What did Yoo Yeon Seo do?

└└No, that’s Yoo Eunho. Don’t make him a criminal. I took a screenshot of this.

└No official statement?

└OhㅠㅠㅠㅠYeon Seoㅠㅠㅠㅠ

[I don’t want to die…]

[Captain…! Avoid it!]

[Please survive…!]

He heard something explode with a gunshot.

“Ugh!”

Yeon Seo woke up from a nightmare and gasped for breath.

‘Was it a dream…?’

As he blinked, he heard Beta’s voice.

<Did you wake up?>

“How long has it been?”

<It’s been a week today.>

He had been lying down for a long time. He lifted his head slightly and looked around. It was the VIP ward that he had seen for the first time when he came to this body. There was no nurse, probably because it was lunchtime.

“Did my brother bring me here?”

<Yes, and your secretary too.>

“And Im Seunghyun?”

<Yes.>

They were overprotective. He clicked his tongue. He propped himself up on the bed with his hand. His whole body creaked. A painful groan escaped his lips.

“Ugh…”

He roughly pulled out the needle in his arm.

<I recommend that you keep resting.>

Yeon Seo ignored Beta’s warning and managed to get up.

He was a veteran who had been through hell and back on the battlefield, so he didn’t take it lightly when he was swept away by his emotions. It was different from hearing someone else’s experience and experiencing it himself. He felt like he was being eroded by a wave of depression and guilt.

“Ah, ouch…”

He stumbled and fell as he stepped forward. He struggled to get up and headed to the bathroom. He washed his face with cold water a few times and stared blankly at the mirror.

“Beta.”

<Yes, master.>

“I’m going to talk to the original body in automatic mode. Is that possible?”

<It is possible to have a conversation based on the synchronized memories. But I recommend that you do it after your body is fully recovered.>

“No, do it now.”

He let out a sigh or a deep breath, he couldn’t tell. He leaned on the sink with both hands and looked at himself in the mirror.

“Hey, Yeon Seo.”

Somewhere, a beep sounded.

“Speak.”

The expression and atmosphere in the mirror changed subtly. He opened his mouth involuntarily.

“Are you sure the culprit is really that person?”

“I’m sure.”

“Why?”

“Mom wouldn’t kill herself.”

He knew that the rumors surrounding Heeseo’s death were not all true. Besides, from the memories he had synchronized, Heeseo looked very happy. He admitted that she had no reason to end her life herself.

“If it were you… no, if it were us, we would think that way. Because we’re her children.”

But… what if it was a denial of reality? Because he was her son, he would naturally think that his mother wouldn’t have gone that way. That person was really a bodyguard who came to fill in for him, and there was a possibility that Heeseo had taken her own life.

Plus, Heeseo was a great actress, so she might have looked fine on the outside, but she might have had a secret that no one knew inside.

“I need something more certain.”

“I’m sure. Mom was…”

He hesitated. He probably had a memory that he hadn’t synchronized, so he couldn’t speak.

[It’s because of you.]

“Ah… damn it.”

He closed his eyes and turned his head as the hallucination started again. As a side effect of the automatic mode, he had a nosebleed.

He had seen the illusion after he found Heeseo’s last appearance. The hallucination was probably caused by him blaming himself after he regained his memory. It had lasted for so long, but would it end if he caught the culprit? He suddenly felt a surge of anger.

“Then, if I catch that bastard, can I get rid of all this?”

He was still swept away by the emotional turmoil that the original body had gone through. He felt like he was cornered on the edge of a cliff. He stared at his figure reflected in the mirror. It wouldn’t end if he caught the culprit. It was a problem with his mind.

‘What is this…?’

He felt a strange feeling and tilted his head for a moment. And soon he realized.

Oh, right. This was guilt. To whom? To his mother who died because he guided the culprit? Or to me who came into this body for no reason?

“Maybe…”

“Maybe is bullshit!”

Bang!

He smashed the mirror.

Bang, bang!

He couldn’t contain his rage with just one hit. He kept pounding on the mirror until it shattered and shards flew everywhere. But that wasn’t enough. He grabbed and threw anything he could get his hands on, screaming in agony.

“Haa, haa…”

He bowed his head. Blood dripped from his nose onto the white sink. His vision was spinning. He was already sick, and now he had caused a scene.

What a fool. He should have gone to the hospital. He should have relied on some medication. Even if his family didn’t listen to him, he should have thrown a tantrum and said he was suffering. Why did he have to endure it alone…?

He probably felt the same way. His mouth, which had been closed for a while, opened involuntarily.

“Help me.”

A desperate, trembling voice. Tears welled up in his eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was him crying or his original body. Yoo Yeon Seo closed his eyes tightly.

<‘Automatic action mode’ will be deactivated.>