I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

A week flew by.

That’s often the case when there’s a lot to do, but this week seemed to pass even faster due to all the enjoyable training sessions.

Ma Yeon-ju, Ha Eun-young, and even Lee Na-eun.

Well, strictly speaking, Lee Na-eun wasn’t exactly a training subject, but given how intensely I focused on her, it was close enough.

When you’re doing something you enjoy, days seem to pass quickly. And when days pass quickly, so does the week.

“You want me... to wear this?”

Ma Yeon-ju took the chastity belt Seung-hee handed her, tilting her head in confusion.

Currently free of the influence of drugs, she didn’t seem entirely herself—though she appeared to be adjusting, given her only mild scowl.

“Yeah. Wear it from now on.”

“...Okay.”

She didn’t seem thrilled about it.

That was expected since I hadn’t explained it yet.