Surprise Visit and Unwelcome Truths

“Those people kept insisting you were sick and tried to convince us too… I had a bad feeling about it. If they spread lies like that just to torment you and drive you here…”

“No, no. That’s not it at all. Please don’t think like that.”

I hurriedly cleared up the misunderstanding, afraid the staff might grab pitchforks and go after those bastards.

“That’s their misunderstanding. I’m perfectly fine. I’m not sick. Really.”

To properly clear it up, I’d have to go to the hospital—but that would reveal that Seong Chanyeong was actually a recessive Omega.

That couldn’t happen.

‘The original owner protected that secret with his life. I can’t just expose it like this.’

And honestly, it was a hassle too.

‘With those Alpha bastards already digging in here, I can’t afford to show another weakness.’

They weren’t even leaving now—if they found out I was a recessive Omega, they’d probably use that as leverage to stay, claiming they’d “protect my secret.”

That’s why I kept holding out, yet they kept going on about how I was terminally ill and had given up on everything.

Talking to them was like casting pearls before swine.

Honestly, I was starting to suspect they already knew I was fine and were just pretending not to.

‘Where do I even start fixing this mess…’

A headache crept in, and I pressed my forehead lightly when my phone vibrated.

‘Secretary Choi?’

Lately, those bastards had been adapting way too well as farmhands.

I wanted to ask how to get them out of my sight.

But the caller wasn’t Secretary Choi.

[Chairman Seong]

“Oh…”

Why was he calling now?

Another headache incoming.

I didn’t want to answer, but I couldn’t ignore him either.

My comfortable life here depended on his money.

So, with the resolve of an employee answering their boss, I picked up.

“…Hello?”

[Chanyeong! Have you been well? It’s your grandfather!]

Whoa, my ears.

I pulled the phone away instinctively.

That wasn’t speaker mode—that was just his voice.

“Yes, hello, Grandfather.”

Just like he had asked before, I called him grandfather instead of Chairman Seong.

[Ahh, hearing you call me that warms this old man’s heart.]

‘Is this really the same cold-blooded tycoon from the original?’

This affectionate, doting attitude was so different it made me uncomfortable.

The kindness Chanyeong never even experienced… it almost made my stomach churn.

“What’s going on? You called so suddenly.”

[Well, Kim Bokdol said it might be okay now—ah! Hey!]

“…What is it?”

Suddenly, there was a scuffle on the other end.

Then I heard Director Kim’s voice.

[If I give advice, just pretend it was your own idea! How did you even make it this far with that brain?!]

‘…So he’s the one who pushed him to call.’

Last time, he sounded like he wouldn’t contact me again.

Looks like the doctor convinced him otherwise.

The noise stopped, and Chairman Seong came back on the line.

[You’re still there, right?]

“Yes, I’m listening.”

[Good. I called because I have something important to tell you.]

“What is it?”

I quickly ran through the original plot in my head.

What was supposed to happen around this time?

Ah.

‘This is when Chanyeong would’ve crossed a line hurting Seo Eunsu… and the Alphas would start planning his downfall.’

In the original story, this was the turning point.

Eunsu would suffer severe trauma, withdraw completely, and the Alphas—furious—would decide to destroy Chanyeong and the Seong Group.

A full-on storm brewing.

‘But right now… there’s nothing like that.’

I glanced sideways.

Under the bright sunlight, those so-called male leads were working hard like ants in my field.

Dressed in colorful farmer outfits, no complaints.

It was absurd.

‘When are they going home?’

At this rate, we’d be harvesting sweet potatoes together in winter.

Absolutely not.

I refuse to share roasted sweet potatoes with them.

Even with kimchi and yogurt, that would still feel suffocating.

While I was grumbling internally, Chairman Seong dropped a bomb.

[Ahem. This time, I’ll come visit you myself!]

“…What?”

Great.

Now even he was joining the nightmare scenario.

I could already picture him lounging comfortably in my house.

No. Absolutely not.

“Why…?”

[It’s a surprise visit! Young people like these things, right?]

Yeah, no.

“Where did you even hear that…?”

[From a reliable source. Very informative.]

That sounds like the internet.

Please tell me you didn’t fall for some random article.

‘…This is bad.’

Also—he knew where I was.

Not surprising, but still unsettling.

It made all my efforts to change the story feel pointless.

“…When are you coming?”

I asked, already half-defeated.

[Today!]

“…What?”

Another bomb.

“I mean—at least give me time to prepare—”

He decided and announced it at 5G speed.

I barely had time to process.

Sensing my hesitation, his tone suddenly dropped.

[If you don’t want me to come… I won’t.]

He actually sounded upset.

And in the background, Director Kim was laughing.

[You already packed your bags. Stop pretending.]

So this wasn’t a request.

It was a notice.

‘Ugh…’

Then came the ultimate attack.

[Maybe I shouldn’t go. I’m old anyway… old people should just die…]

There it was.

The classic elder guilt move.

You’re not supposed to take it literally—you’re supposed to give in.

“…Come. I’ll prepare something for you to eat.”

[Really?! Wait—you’ll cook? But you’re frail—]

How do I prove I’m not sick?

Do I need to do a handstand in front of everyone?

“Of course. You treated me so well when I visited before.”

Even if I got sick from seafood back then, I still owed him.

Might as well host him properly.

He sounded deeply moved.

[I’ll bring something delicious too! And tonics—you need to build your strength! Then you can date and marry properly—back in my day—]

As he rambled about romance, my mind immediately went to those Alpha bastards.

“Oh, right. Like you said… the Alphas showed up at my house.”

[What?! Did you kick them out?]

“…No. They’re still here. They don’t look like they’re leaving.”

[What?!]

His tone instantly flipped.

From doting grandfather—to furious overlord.