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Chapter 76. Educating the Mom Who Raised Her Daughter Wrong (3) 

For about 30 minutes, I kept sneaking glances at Kim Jiseon's thighs, which were occasionally revealed beneath her dress as she pulled it back down. Once the traffic jam cleared, the Porsche carrying us sped off again, the engine purring as we finally stopped in front of a building with strikingly opaque glass exteriors. 

Leaving the engine running, Juhyun’s mother got out of the car as if it was the most natural thing in the world. As she did, her legs parted slightly, giving me a brief glimpse of the inner flesh of her thighs, and her plump, tightly wrapped hips stuck out toward me, accentuated by the taut dress. I couldn’t help but stare, entranced by the sight, until I hurriedly exited the passenger seat to catch up as she walked past the car’s hood. 

As soon as I got out, a man nearby got into the driver’s seat and drove the Porsche off to the parking lot. Kim Jiseon watched her car leave as if it were nothing, then headed straight into the building, and I followed her through the automatic doors made of the same opaque glass as the exterior. 

Click, click, click. 

Her high heels echoed even more sharply inside, and I took in the simple yet luxurious white-toned interior. Even as someone who knows nothing about interior design, I could tell the materials were expensive. We took the elevator to the 9th floor, where the atmosphere shifted to a subtle dark brown palette, clearly marking it as a “bar.” 

At that moment, I remembered her mentioning alcohol in the car. As we stepped off the elevator, a woman approached us. With long, straight black hair falling past her chest and a gentle smile, she greeted Kim Jiseon. 

“Oh my, Director Kim~ Long time no see.” 

“Yes, Manager Han, it’s been a while.” 

Manager Han’s voice was laced with a kind of sly charm that made me forget my earlier tension and relax. Her exposed cleavage and the pale thighs peeking from the slit of her tight skirt only added to the effect, and my cock, already strained from Jiseon’s voluptuous body, began to swell again. Thankfully, I’d worn two bands just in case, so I avoided the embarrassment of pitching a tent in my pants. 

After a brief exchange of greetings, Kim Jiseon got straight to the point. 

“Manager Han, is the room I mentioned ready?” 

“Of course~ It’s been perfectly set up for you. Shall I take you in now?” 

“Yes. I need to talk privately with this gentleman.” 

“Right this way.” 

Manager Han led us through the bar, her shapely hips swaying in front of me, and before I knew it, we’d passed a narrow hallway and entered a private room. The high-end leather sofa arranged in a “ㄷ” shape looked familiar, but I barely had time to notice before I followed Kim Jiseon to the center of the sofa and sat to her left. Manager Han sat opposite and asked if we needed anything else. 

“I’ve prepared your favorite snacks and the whisky you usually enjoy. Is there anything else you’d like?” 

“This is plenty. If we need anything, I’ll call you.” 

“Understood. Please enjoy your conversation.” 

With a professional smile, Manager Han left the room, never once asking me a single question from the moment she saw me to the moment she left. She was a consummate pro, suppressing her own curiosity and avoiding any questions that might make a guest uncomfortable. 

Click... 

“Let’s have a drink first...” 

Pour... 

As soon as the door clicked shut, Juhyun’s mother picked up the whisky bottle and poured me a glass. I took the glass, and when she handed me the bottle, I poured a golden sunset-colored whisky into her glass as well. 

Clink. 

We tapped glasses lightly and downed the contents in one go. 

Whew... 

Drinking strong whisky on an empty stomach sent a burning sensation down my throat and into my stomach. But as the pain faded, a heavy oak aroma and subtle fruitiness emerged. ‘This aroma is no joke.’ With each exhale, the whisky’s scent grew deeper, and I couldn’t help but be impressed. My hand reached for the snacks on the plate. 

Kim Jiseon also picked up a piece of fruit. Soon, both our glasses were refilled. 

“Let’s talk about my daughter Juhyun again...” 

‘Ah, here we go again.’ 

As she set the whisky bottle down and brought up her daughter, I braced myself for another pointless, exhausting argument. 

But her next words completely blindsided me. 

“To be honest, I know very well that my daughter did wrong. And I think it’s only right that she be punished for it.” 

“Uh, excuse me? Ma’am, what do you mean all of a sudden...?” 

“Well... first, I want to apologize for all the trouble and for pretending otherwise.” 

She abruptly flipped her attitude, admitting her daughter’s punishment was fair and even apologizing to me. I was so taken aback, I couldn’t process what was happening. 

Having known Manager Han for four years, I sensed it was time to drop the “problem parent” act as soon as we entered the private room. Playing the troublemaker had been more fun than I expected, but if the young man sitting next to me started to hate me, it would ruin all my plans for tonight. 

If that happened, everything I’d prepared would be for nothing. So, as soon as we finished our first drink, I came clean and apologized. 

“To be honest, I know very well that my daughter did wrong. And I think it’s only right that she be punished for it.” 

“Uh, excuse me? Ma’am, what do you mean all of a sudden...?” 

“Well... first, I want to apologize for all the trouble and for pretending otherwise.” 

Seeing him so flustered by my sudden change was actually kind of cute, so I continued with the explanation I’d prepared. 

“I know my Juhyun is still immature and has trouble getting along with others. I also know how hard you and the other officers are working.” 

As I explained that I understood their efforts, Second Lieutenant Kim Jaejun’s surprised expression gradually softened. 

“I wanted to show my appreciation for all your hard work, but I thought if I invited you to dinner as a public official, you wouldn’t come. So I put on this ‘problem parent’ act just to set up this meeting. I apologize again for deceiving you.” 

With one last apology, I bowed my head slightly, and the young man in his mid-20s fidgeted and bowed back. 

‘Maybe this will be easier than I thought?’ 

After it was revealed that the “problem parent” was actually a thoughtful and reasonable mother, my heart felt much lighter as I clinked glasses with the executive sitting across from me. 

Whatever the case, I was no longer being complained to by a Hanbyul Electronics executive; instead, I was being treated as a guest under the guise of compensation. 

As I enjoyed surprisingly restaurant-quality food (snacks), and kept up with the toasts suggested by Juhyun’s mother, the tension I’d felt when I first entered the building melted away. 

And as that tension faded, lust took its place. Every time we clinked glasses, my eyes wandered, stealing glances at her voluptuous breasts and the thighs revealed beneath her hiked-up dress.