MR.JEON 💜📖 Part 16 Old Wounds in a Boardroom
The next morning, Y/N sits in the conference hall, laptop open, slides ready, nerves running high.
She rehearses her lines under her breath.
The door opens — Jungkook enters, followed by several directors, and then—
Jeon Sang-Woo.
Her blood runs cold.
The same man.
The same eyes that once looked at her with quiet threat.
She freezes when his gaze lands on her — recognition flashes, then calculation.
He smiles faintly, polite but sharp.
Jungkook notices the tension.
His brow furrows, confused, but he says nothing.
Y/N starts speaking, voice soft but steady.
Her slides move smoothly, each point precise.
She keeps her gaze on the screen — never on Jeon Sang-Woo.
Halfway through, he interjects casually
How long have you been with our company? She swallows hard.
Jungkook looks between them — something about it doesn't sit right.
Still, she pushes through, finishes strong.
Applause breaks out when the client agrees to sign — a ?100 million deal.
She locks herself inside the bathroom, hands trembling.
Memories flash — the high school hallway, Jeon Sang-Woo's voice: Leave Jungkook or your family will regret it.
Her voice breaks slightly as she ends the call.
Y/N washes her face when Hana steps in.
Y/N freezes.
Instead, Jeon Sang-Woo sits behind the desk, calm, smiling.