Chapter 37 (1) - The Mysterious Art Museum
Happy New Year!
A month later.
Now that spring has passed, the early summer's sweltering heat begins. The garden of the mansion is lush with greenery.
Once a week, gardeners are called to maintain the garden trees, which now boast beautiful new leaves, becoming dense and revealing their green faces over the high walls.
In front of the towering wall.
Despite having a garage, a luxury sedan is parked right at the door. A middle-aged man with an appearance resembling a school principal steps out of the backseat, prompting the driver to hurry over and bow.
"Chairman, I should have opened the door for you."
The middle-aged man, who is about the same age as the driver, pats him on the shoulder and laughs warmly.
"It's fine. I have perfectly good hands. Dont worry and just wait a moment. Ill be heading out again soon."
"Yes, Chairman."
The man referred to as Chairman.
He is Yoo Chang-hyun, the father of President Yoo Min-young and the head of W Tree Group.
As Chairman Yoo enters the house, Secretary Kim, who was waiting in the garden, bows.
"Have you arrived, Chairman?"
"Yes, Kim. Youre working hard."
"What brings you home at this time?"
"Well, I forgot a document at home. Theres an important meeting this afternoon."
"Should I have taken care of it?"
"No, its in my personal safe. Ill get it myself. Dont worry about it."
"If shes popular, what can we do? Shes not interested in men at all. I've never seen her bring a man home."
"Maybe shes too beautiful and noble, making it difficult for men to approach her."
"You speak so beautifully. Min-young would be pleased to hear this."
"It's true. Especially when she's with Monica, they both look like models."
"But the reality is different, you know? When she was young"
Chairman Yoo, hiding behind the garden trees, is surprised.
He knows his wife.
Its his first time seeing her so animatedly converse with someone other than family. In her younger days, when she was in business, she easily conversed with anyone, but after the accident and injuring her hand, she avoided facing people.
Chairman Yoo gestures to Secretary Kim to come closer and whispers.
"The painter has been visiting for a month, you said?"
"Yes, Chairman."
A month.
Long in some ways, short in others.
But the many painters who have visited their home before never had such an enjoyable conversation with her. As Chairman Yoo turns to look at the young man again, he hears another question.
"What kind of person is the Chairman?"
Chairman Yoo's ears perk up like a rabbit's.
Chairman Yoo's ears perk up like a rabbit's at this question.
With a laugh, Mrs. Kang Yoo-jung replies without hesitation.
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