I Became the Youngest Daughter of a Chaebol Family

After the Seongsu Bridge collapse, I stayed home for almost the entire month of October.

I didn’t care much about the continued downturn in the bond market. I had already made plenty of money, and the directors of Daehwa Securities were coming to my house on their own anyway.

Since my mansion was far too large for just one person, it didn’t matter if I had a lot of visitors. In fact, if not now, most of the rooms would go unused, which was a shame.

—Knock knock.

The door opened, and a male student approached cautiously.

“Ah..., senior. I came to visit you.”

Yes, he’s finally here.

A first-year junior from the stock club. He’s the one Seo Ji-yeon mentioned last time.

You know, that impudent little brat who dared to reject me. Honestly, who said I’d be your girlfriend?

‘I need to make sure I hear a confession from him before I graduate.’

“Mm, I’ve been waiting. This is good.”

I forced a smile to greet the junior. Whatever he read into my expression, he approached me very meekly.