Burning The House Of Cards: taking revenge on my billionaire family
Chapter 110 - 109. More Crumbs

Chapter 110: Chapter 109. More Crumbs

"Whoa...isn’t this that famous bakery?"

"Yeah--I heard you need to line up for this!"

"Eyy...there’s no such thing as lining up for the rich."

The employees laughed merrily as they took out the food and drinks that the second young miss brought. Since the CEO wasn’t there, they decided among themselves to eat the food right away--otherwise, the CEO would take the most delicious one again.

One of them glanced at the secretary after taking a smoked beef croissant, speaking while eating it. "Have you finished loading the documents?"

The secretary put the last heavy box on a document cart and replied after sighing inwardly. "Yes, Senior."

"Then take them right away," another employee said. "Don’t make the young miss wait."

"Yes, Senior."

Pressing her lips after, the secretary pushed the cart hurriedly toward the executive hallway. She couldn’t see it, but she could feel the snicker of the other employees following her; the silent giggle. They wouldn’t do that openly, especially when the CEO was around, but she knew none of them liked her. Perhaps that was also why the young miss got her to deliver the documents--since it was a menial task given to the lowest-level employee. Surely, choosing her would be the best since the young miss seemed to try currying favor with the other employees, who hated the secretary.

And the reason was simple: because the CEO favored her. Not that she asked for it--or even wanted it in the first place. But what could she do? Reject her boss’s advances?

In this economy?

So, all she could do was grit her teeth and hope she could find a new job soon.

"Young Miss, I come with the documents," the secretary knocked on the door and entered the room after a soft reply--just in time to see the bodyguard buttoning his shirt while walking away from the desk.

The young miss, who was sitting on her desk instead of the chair behind, chuckled softly and crossed her legs while beckoning the secretary to come inside.

"Give it to my puppy," she said, and the secretary silently handed over the cart to the handsome bodyguard while lowering her gaze and bowing, avoiding looking at the man so she wouldn’t offend the young miss.

Because of that, she didn’t see the glint inside the young miss’s eyes.

"You’re Sunny, right?"

The secretary flinched, but managed to nod courteously and not stutter. "Yes, Miss."

"Oh, so I didn’t call the wrong name!" the young miss clasped her hand and laughed. "Do you like working here?"

Again, she flinched. Just slightly, and only someone who was observing her keenly could tell; someone like the young miss and her bodyguard. "...yes, Miss."

She replied eventually, with a smile one could find in any corporate worker who hated their job. But she acted too professionally for someone new if she truly hated her job, so it was clear that what she hated was the environment.

"That’s good," the young miss smiled brilliantly, like someone who had never had any difficulty in her life. "Uncle CEO treats you well, right?"

Sunny forced a weak laugh through her choked throat. "Yes, Miss..."

"Oh, too bad~"

Sunny raised her head and blinked in confusion at the smiling young miss.

"My friend said he needs an additional secretary, so I thought I could poach you for him, but..." the young miss shrugged and jumped off the desk. "It feels kind of wrong if you actually like working here, you know?"

Sunny felt the tip of her fingers tremble, and she had to grip her hand to stop herself from shaking. For half a minute, she just stood there while opening and closing her mouth, doing battle inside her mind.

Was it real? Was it a test? Was it actually a way out of that pervert’s clutch, or would she end up getting thrown to the street?

Sunny bit her lips and, after a few seconds of contemplation, curled her fist as she parted her lips. "May I...hear more about the offer?"

* * *

"Have someone gentle talk to her--not you," Sarah talked to her phone; to the ’friend’ in need of assistance. "What do you mean by what I mean? Have some awareness, Austin."

Hajin chuckled while checking the proposal and the log from the couch as Sarah made the call on her swivel chair behind the desk. Well, Austin kept whining about having too much work and not enough employees in the investment company they established for Sarah’s revenge, so...might as well.

"Anyway, I don’t think she’ll reject anything as long as she can get out of this place, but since we’ll make her stay longer, you need to persuade her well," Sarah continued. "Just tell her to stay here until winter--no, until the end of the year."

When Sunny talked to Austin’s representative later, she might be confused. Sarah had told her to talk to them first before resigning, because she needed Sunny not to resign. Not yet, at least. It was cruel, telling someone who wished she could go away to stay, even if the salary was high.

But the world was cruel, in the end.

"Tell her she can have her revenge through this," Sarah added, and ended the call not long after.

She could tell all of this to the girl herself instead of going around and using Austin. But she couldn’t have had Sunny stay in her office for a long conversation without making the other employees suspicious, or met the girl outside in case someone saw them.

Sarah exhaled slowly after the call stopped, and leaned back against her seat. She opened an encrypted email that Sol had sent her and started to read it--a background check done on the CEO. Despite the man’s age, however, there wasn’t much in his resume. Just a long-standing mediocrity that leaned over to failure.

To think someone who could barely keep his company afloat--not because of the economy, but because his competency--had the gall to harass another young woman even though he still had to pay child support after getting divorced by his wife due to adultery.

She really couldn’t understand men’s brains.

But thanks to that, Sarah found a way to have a little spy. It would be different if the secretary were the one to seduce him, or loved the ’attention’ that the CEO gave her. But Sunny had been looking uncomfortable since the first day, and Sarah could take advantage of that.

"As expected, he’s nothing more than a lackey," Sarah muttered. "Or should I say an errand boy?"

Looking at the man’s history, there was no way Joseph picked him as the frontman for his competency--since he had almost none. Sarah had thought the CEO was Joseph’s junior or someone he owed something to, but Sol’s investigation didn’t reveal anything of the sort.

There was only one reason then: he just wanted someone easy to order around and not smart enough to question what he was doing.

"I wonder what Director Seo wanted to do with this place?" Sarah closed the mail and twisted her lips in contemplation. "What is the errand boy’s errand, I wonder?"

She hoped Sunny could find something once she became their spy. Sarah had no idea if the errand boy was important enough to be left with an important thing, but he must have at least contacted Joseph from time to time, right? And even if the CEO had no idea about what he was actually doing, Sarah might understand it if Sunny gave her the details.

"Maybe the failures are there to cover the successes," Hajin said from the couch, still sorting through the documents of existing projects. "It’s not like everything is a fail, since this company is still standing."

Sarah arched her brow. "You mean this company is the forest for Director Seo’s tree?"

"If the place is a success, the group might take it over," Hajin shrugged.

"And if this is Joseph’s secret piggy bank, he can’t have that," Sarah nodded, smiling at her smart puppy. "Then we should look at the successful project and try to see the tree, don’t you think?"

Hajin smiled. "I’ll look at the failure too in case we can see any pattern or tendency, Master."

"Mm, let’s do that," Sarah nodded, happy to have a little bit of progress. Still, a question remained. "But...why does he put me here if this is his piggy bank?"

"So it won’t be suspected, maybe?" Hajin said. "The place is not an official affiliate despite receiving funds from the parent company. People might think Director Seo established it for himself using the group’s funds."

"But if I work here, it’ll feel like part of the group even if it isn’t," Sarah continued with a chuckle. "I won’t be here long anyway, so he’s just using me while he can."

"It’s possible."

Sarah tapped the desk, eyes narrowing dangerously. "My, my...the snake that he is."

Hajin looked up from the pile of documents. "What are you going to do, Master?"

"What else?" Sarah turned her head toward the wide window, looking at the horizon of the summer sky near its end as she smiled deeply. "I should take it away from him."