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We've yet another new project to introduce to the Bastion The Youngest Son of Sunyang, written by MountainView Please support the series by purchasing it on Munpia

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Without further ado, here is the first chapter

“Who were you talking to on the phone so long?”

There ca my head in a pile of documents on my desk

Although I ell aware of whose voice it was, I raised my head as slowly as possible as if I felt worn out

The curve of her hips over the edge ofthe beautiful outline of her body with my eyes, I could see her slim waist and ample breasts

damn!

I exa I could touch them once

Especially, the line where her neck and shoulder raceful and looked as if an artist had drawn

At last, her oval, beautiful face met my eyes

Why hadn’t she become an actress? I wondered

“You’ve got a call on line 3 holding,” she said

The line 3 brought me back down to earth and sobered me up

“Yeah, thanks,” I said

“He says it’s urgent,” she said, turning her back to me

As she walked away froht skirt enhanced the outline of her hips, and her legs looked like they were tenSmooth, sleek, and toned

‘If only I could sleep with her’ I mumbled inwardly But I doubted this would ever happen She is the vice-chairues are aware that she is no ordinary personal assistant

She lives in a high rise residential building whose fees of 3000 a month, and drives a Ferrari

No wonder the vice-president offered her such luxury

When he was born as the son of the chaebol, he was granted the opportunity to grow up surrounded by beautiful women, and date and sleep with them

“damn it! Line 3”

I rushed to the phone and pressed 3 An insipid dial tone transitioned to a draggy voice

“Will you bring my car back? I left it soency And he hung up damn him I slammed down the phone

I picked it up again and dialed a number

“Choi, find his car in Nonhyun now,”

“Yes, sir” Choi said and hung up

Choi wouldn’t ask how to find the car Because he knew that cops and bystanders already swarmed around it like bees

This bastard is the son of the vice chairrandson of the chairman I and Choi knew by experience that he either had done drugs, or had got drunk and had got behind the wheel And his car either had hit a roadside store or a street lamp

He fled, leaving his car behind, and called me

I prayed that he had not hit a person

I instantly texted

[It’s Yun, Sunyang Chaebol I always appreciate your support and encouragement Thank you]

Local news reporters ell aware of what the text meant It was expected that It was only ato the seriousness of the incident

The incident witnessed by the bystanders would go viral only on SNS, and before long, it would eventually fade away And it would never be spotted in newspapers

30 minutes went by, Choi texted me

[Furniture store 70,000]

damn bastard

Because of his explosive tee amount of money that would take me over a year to earn

Who cares? His money, not mine

It was alet off work on tiift as it was her birthday

I needed to think up soh to make up for lost times

But everything would not go according to plan

As if on cue, the phone rang

Clearing my throat, I picked up the phone It was the chairman’s personal assistant

“The old lady will go shopping Go assist her,” he said

“But won’t she be attended by her retinue…”

“dao to the L department store That is why,”

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