Chapter 58: The Beginning of the ’90s (1)
Just because all three premises were correct didn’t mean I knew what to do next—or who the culprit was.
‘If I’d known who it was, I would’ve brought them in with Si-hyun already.’
Maybe Chairman Yoo Seong-pil had some unknown connections in New York who told him. If that’s the case, I’d never find out.
“...Could it be one of the other employees at Daehwa Securities?”
Lee Si-hyun cautiously offered a theory. It wasn’t unreasonable, but...
“Mm, I’m not sure. If it’s just a low-level employee, maybe. But there aren’t many people who know the Alpha Fund in detail, right? Only a few department heads or director-level people... they know more.”
And if Chairman Yoo Seong-pil knew everything, he would’ve pressed me harder.
—Clack.
Having eaten a fair amount of ramyeon, I set down my chopsticks and swallowed the broth. The spicy soup was stimulating in a good way.
“...When I first got to the hotel, I really thought you were going to bury me, Miss.”
Si-hyun spoke carefully, eating with precision so as not to spill broth on her white dress shirt. The shirt wasn’t as messy as her pants had been, but it had gotten dirty too, and she’d rinsed it once in water—now it clung to her body.
Because of that, the shirt’s chest area was completely see-through. Staring directly at her swollen chest, I spoke.