Cutting Ties and Leaving

“These are things I originally intended to hand directly to the chairman.”

“One is the document terminating my engagement with Baek Dojun, and the other is the check he gave me.”

At my calm explanation, Doctor Kim looked deeply shaken.

“…So you truly wanted to break off the engagement.”

“Yes. I told him before I collapsed. I said I came to deliver that news.”

“…Ah, could it be that the chairman is so angry about that, he hasn’t come to see me?”

“That is absolutely not the case! The chairman is—”

The doctor bit his lip, as if he wanted to say something more.

But soon, he frowned and gave up.

“…No. It’s not my place to speak on this. But Young Master, the chairman has never abandoned you.”

“….”

“So please, just once, meet him and talk. I say this not only as the Seong family’s physician, but also as his friend.”

I could have agreed.

But I didn’t want to.

“No. I don’t think that will happen.”

“Young Master!”

“Please leave, Doctor. And make sure to deliver those items to the chairman.”

After finally sending the distressed old doctor out of the room, I quickly changed clothes and left the hospital.

Then I immediately called Secretary Choi.

“Hello? Secretary Choi?”

[Yes, Young Master. This is Secretary Choi. Are you feeling alright?]

“I’m fine. More importantly, start preparing for a move right now.”

[…Pardon?]

“Remember the land documents you showed me before? The place I picked—I’m going there.”

[Wha—?]

“Why are you so shocked? You’re good at your job, right? I’ll take a taxi home, so get everything ready.”

[Y-Young Master! Young Master!!]

Ignoring his panic, I hung up.

I’d done everything I needed to.

Now I was going to live quietly, free from the original plot.

My steps felt light as I caught a taxi.

I was finally free.

The move progressed exactly how I wanted—fast and efficient.

All thanks to money.

Normally, moving to the countryside required time, preparation, and serious planning.

But Seong Chanyeong’s wealth erased all of that.

“Buy a suitable house near the farmland. Price doesn’t matter.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

If I told Secretary Choi to buy a house, he bought one.

Simple as that.

The process was smooth and fast, and I barely had to lift a finger.

With the backing of Seong Group, no one would dare scam me.

‘Money really is everything in a capitalist world.’

Money talks.

And right now, I had a lot of it.

I was even getting used to spending without limits.

Secretary Choi handled everything before I even had to check my balance.

It was ridiculously easy.

On top of that, I had knowledge from growing up in a farming household.

That sped things up even more.

Normally, choosing crops, buying land, and settling down would take a long time.

But with money and execution, everything was done in one go.

‘I still need farming tools… and basic supplies for rural living.’

Weed cutters, pest control chemicals, pumps, repair tools—

And of course, LED lights to save electricity.

Chanyeong’s house, raised in the city, had nothing related to farming.

So I made an Excel list of everything I needed and handed it to Secretary Choi.

“Buy everything on this list and move it to the new house.”

“…All of this?”

“Yeah. That’s the bare minimum to survive out there.”

“…That’s an enormous list… Understood. I’ll prepare everything as quickly as possible.”

“Good. Thanks.”

Later, I found out he even contacted friends whose parents were farmers, just to avoid overpaying or missing anything.

He went all out to prepare the best.

Honestly…

‘He’s being extra careful because of what happened with Chairman Seong.’

Probably felt guilty.

‘Works for me.’

I could’ve cleared the misunderstanding with one sentence.

But why would I?

The faster he worked, the sooner I could leave.

Whether it was guilt or pity, I didn’t care.

I’d use whatever I could to escape the original storyline.

A few days later, thanks to Secretary Choi burning himself out for this, I was finally ready to leave for the countryside.

All my belongings had already been moved.

And luckily, the house we bought was almost brand new—no remodeling needed.

‘Lucky.’

At first, I thought transmigrating into Seong Chanyeong was pure bad luck.

But things were going surprisingly smoothly.

I put Chanyeong’s old house—the one with that insane “obsessive Alpha” interior—up for sale.

Too lazy to sell furniture separately, I just listed everything together.

Apparently, some handsome Alpha showed strong interest in buying it.

‘…Please don’t let that be one of those crazy ones.’

I mean, no way he’d lock someone up, right?

This might be a novel world, but it’s still the 21st century.

…Right?

Still, fiction can be worse than reality.

And here, fiction was reality.

Thinking of Seo Eunsu, I added a condition—

If the buyer seemed even slightly suspicious, don’t sell.

Secretary Choi found it strange, but agreed.

“To be honest, I didn’t believe you at first when you said you’d move to the countryside… but seeing you actually do it like this, I guess you really had a plan.”

“Uh… yeah. Thanks.”

It was just a precaution to avoid some poor guy getting kidnapped, but hey—

If he wanted to interpret it positively, I wouldn’t complain.

“But the chairman hasn’t contacted you at all. I thought he would at least call.”

“Guess I’m the grandson he threw away.”

I casually said it while sipping lemonade.

Secretary Choi’s eyes widened.

“…What? But… if the chairman truly intended to abandon you, he wouldn’t have even invited you for dinner.

He would’ve cut off contact completely.”

Hearing him defend Chairman Seong so earnestly reminded me of Doctor Kim.

And it annoyed me.

“Got it. You’re on his side, aren’t you?”

Poor real Seong Chanyeong.

Not a single person on your side.

“That’s not it. From what I can see, the chairman truly—”

“Enough.”

I waved my hand, cutting him off.

“You’re just saying that because he pays you more.”

“That’s not true! I swear on my salary!”

“Yeah, yeah. I get it.”

He kept defending the chairman, but I was done listening.

It was exhausting.

‘Doesn’t matter. I’ll never see him again anyway.’

After meeting Chairman Seong, I had already decided—

Just like Seo Eunsu and those obsessive Alphas, I would stay away from Chanyeong’s family.

If I didn’t meet them, I wouldn’t get hurt.

And honestly, even the real Chanyeong had been neglected.

‘…Maybe that’s why he kept trying to kill himself in the original story.’

This must be the part the original never showed.

A person who desperately wanted love but never received it—

Eventually destroying himself.

After loading everything into the trunk, Secretary Choi asked,

“Did you forget anything?”

“No. You handled everything from start to finish. What could I possibly forget?”

“Come on, just go upstairs once and check. I’ll wait here.”

“I said I’m fine.”

I tried to get into the car, but he kept insisting.

“This is the first house you lived in after leaving the main residence. You personally chose every piece of furniture and the interior design. I still remember it.”

“….”

That made things awkward.

If this place meant that much to the real Chanyeong, selling it so easily might seem strange.

“…Fine. I’ll go take a quick look.”

“Yes! I’ll start the car and wait.”

Feeling a bit bad for him, I gave in and took the elevator up to Chanyeong’s apartment.