CHAPTER 40: THE PROXY

SONG SEHUN.

That bastard was Song Sihyuk’s cousin.

Thanks to that ’mistake,’ my oldest uncle lost his right to inherit my grandfather’s position.

My grandfather only has one rule for everyone in the family: no illegitimate children. That was why Grandpa let my father and uncles marry whoever they wanted to marry.

Now their maknae was sleeping in the VIP Room.

"You can decide what to do with your cousin, but leave Oh Hyunju’s punishment to me," Garam said, and then he looked around. The poor naked Omegas around them were all too stoned to realize what was happening. "And help those poor Omegas. They also need emergency medical attention since they were drugged. Is it possible to help them?"

Garam cursed under his breath, then he turned around and faced Song Sihyuk. "Hyung, I want to bring Lee Eunsang to the hospital first. Can you take care of this mess in the meantime?"

Aigooya.

Jung Sehun suddenly went pale, and then he started begging again— snapping Song Sihyuk of his train of thought.

Hence, their grandfather offered the bastard a generous reward.

"Who are you to tell me what I can and I can’t do?" Song Sihyuk scoffed. "Watch me, you bastard— just one call to Grandfather and you’ll be removed from the family registry."

***

So meticulous.

Oh.

Of course, it was a dangerous job for Jung Sehun.

Yeah, that was the reason why Song Sihyuk needed a proxy.

Garam was wondering why Song Sihyuk sent Jung Han with him to the hospital.

"You won’t get in trouble, Hyung?"

"No, not at all, sir. There’s another reason why the young master sent me here."

Song Sihyuk couldn’t help but chuckle, and then he grabbed Lim Garam’s face gently because he couldn’t contain his cute aggression towards his bratty wife. "You’re really adorable, Garam-ah."

Anyway, Lee Eunsang’s stomach had already been cleaned out of the drug he was forced to take.

"Is that so?"

Thank goodness Lim Garam was standing close to him.

Sihyuk Hyung isn’t the only wealthy man in Korea.

Jung Sehun took the role of his proxy some time ago, during the time that he was hospitalized after getting into a bad car accident.

"The young master asked me to fetch Dr. Seong Kyungmin. He’s not feeling well."

"That’s right, my dear hoobae— this is the real Song Sihyuk, the one and only heir of SG Group," Lim Garam said smugly, clinging to Song Sihyuk’s arm. "And he likes me so much that he’ll do anything I want him to do— including blacklisting you from this industry forever."

"Ah, alright. That’s easy," Song Sihyuk said, and then he turned to Shin Geon. "Bring Lim Garam and his friend to the hospital, then escort Lim Garam back here. After that, I’ll dismiss you early so you can deal with the bastard who hit your wife, Shin Geon."

"Is Sihyuk Hyung sick?"

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"Then we’ll help them."

"You sound so comfortable calling me ’hyung’ now when you couldn’t even look me in the eye a few years ago," Song Sihyuk said mockingly, looking down on JungSehun. "Didn’t I tell you not to forget your place, you bastard?"

This hyung always squishes my face as if I were a plush doll!

"Should I kill him for you?"

He asked because Club Eterno was a club for the rich.

TSK.

Song Sihyuk was about to curse, but...

The Alpha didn’t have to finish his sentence.

"Ah, maybe this is the last time I get to call you ’Song Sehun.’"

But how could he do that when Song Sihyuk kept calling him cute while having cuteness aggression towards him?

And the lucky bastard had always been into minor accidents since then.

He didn’t want to disturb Lee Eunsang’s sleep, so he talked to Jung Han outside the room— a little out of the bodyguards’ earshot.

Oh.

But maybe there was a different reason why Song Sehun was sweating bullets.

"Alright," Song Sihyuk said, caressing Garam’s face with the back of his hand. "What do you want me to do with those bastards?"

Garam almost had a heart attack when Song Sihyuk, who was standing behind him, suddenly kicked a nearby chair.

Worse, his grandfather didn’t even allow Song Sehun to use their last name.

"May I know what it is?"

***

Well, that was before the deal.

"Should I start calling you Jung Sehun again?"

"H-Hyung, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that you’re acquainted with Lim Garam-ssi," Song Sehun said— no, the bastard was actually begging. He even got down on his knees and clasped his hands together. "Please give me a chance to make it up to you. I wouldn’t have done all of this had I known you were Lim Garam-ssi’s sponsor. Just this once, Hyung. Please forgive me..."

"I made a talisman to confuse the Spirit of Misfortune that clung to Song Sihyuk-nim. For now, it will follow Jung Sehun-nim. But since Jung Sehun-nim is the wrong target of the curse, it won’t hurt Jung Sehun-nim the way the spirit could have hurt Song Sihyuk-nim. In short, the Spirit of Misfortune will still do its duty— but it won’t know that it’s targeting the wrong person, and it won’t know why its divine power is growing weak."

Hyung...

"You have to find Shaman Sangmi-ssi and the child who can lift your curse, Song Sihyuk-nim."

And he went on using that name until I needed him as my proxy.

"Hyung, how many times do I have to I tell you that I’m handsome and not cute?" Garam whispered his complaint. Then he gently pinched Song Sihyuk’s arm. "Don’t distract me. I’m trying to look threatening, okay?"

My wife’s refreshing scent is the only thing keeping me sane in this place.

Now I know.

Song Sihyuk said that in a taunting manner, smirking while looking down at Song Sehun. By the looks of it, his cousin was hurt since he was holding his shoulder— pain written all over his face.

"You lied to me!" Oh Hyunju shrieked in disbelief, and then he turned to Song Sihyuk with shaking pupils. "So, that means you’re the real Song Sihyuk-nim?"

"Yes, Hyung."

"B-But I did my job well, Hyung."

To be honest, he was starting to get more and more annoyed.

"Don’t make my wife repeat himself, you bastard," Song Sihyuk said coldly. "If you don’t answer Lim Garam quickly..."

***

"That man hit Junho Hyung— don’t touch him and leave him to Geon Hyung."

"Yes, sir," Shin Geon said politely, bowing his head. "Thank you."

"You found the child and had your curse lifted safely because I agreed to be your proxy," Jung Sehun argued desperately. "I did my part, Hyung. You can’t take back the reward that Grandfather had given me just because I made a mistake..."

"Thank you, Hyung."

Despite that kind of freedom, his oldest uncle still messed up.

Oh Hyunju just glared at Garam.

Wow.

But I have a duty as his spouse, right?

"That’s not for you to worry about, brat," Song Sihyuk said, cupping Garam’s face between his hands. "Go. I’ll wait for you here."

This brat—

"I’ll be quick, Hyung," Garam said, and then he looked around until he found the only bodyguard there with a buzzcut. He immediately pointed at his new target. "That person."

"Ah, right. I forgot that you’re a Beta, Garam-nim. Actually, the young master wasn’t feeling well because the Omegas’ pheromones in the club made him sick," Jung Han explained. "But don’t worry, sir— the young master isn’t an ordinary Alpha."

His grandfather then borrowed Shaman Jung— the one serving the Ilsung Group.

"H-Hyung, I misspoke. I’m sorry. Please forgive me..."

"If you survive until Sihyuk lifts the curse, I’ll let you use our family name and allow your father to put you in the family registry. The public won’t know you as one of us, but you’ll get the privileges that my other grandchildren have been enjoying since birth."

Heh.

It wasn’t just because of Jung Sehun.

"Thank you, Han-ssi," Garam said, slightly bowing. "Are you leaving already?"

"Shut up, Oh Hyunju," Jung Sehun said, not even bothering to look at his Omega. "This isn’t the right time—"

Song Sihyuk just ignored the Omega kid because he wasn’t even worth a glance.

Oh Hyunju immediately bowed his head and answered Garam’s question earlier. "W-We spiked Lee Eunsang’s drink..."

Jung Sehun’s complaint stopped Song Sihyuk from reminiscing about the past.

Garam was trying to act tough in front of Oh Hyunju.

The man with the buzzcut flinched and tried to leave, but Song Sihyuk’s bodyguards had quickly apprehended him.

’Jung’ was the bastard’s mother’s last name.

"Do you want to help them, Garam-ah?"

"Hyung, what’s going on here?" the Omega— Oh Hyunju, was it?— asked Jung Sehun, obviously scared and confused. "You’re not the real Song Sihyuk?"

"I’m sorry, Han-ssi," Garam said, suddenly feeling guilty. "Because of me, you’ve been handed another workload."

"GARAM-NIM, don’t worry— everyone in the medical team in charge of Lee Eunsang-ssi has already signed an NDA, including the hospital doctor."

Hah!

Of course, Jung Sehun grabbed the opportunity despite the risks.

Well, Song Sehun was his oldest uncle’s illegitimate son with a retired actress.

"Yes, sir. I’ve already taken care of everything," Jung Han said politely. "Lee Eunsang-ssi has been transferred to a VIP Room already, a team of bodyguards will stay here with you, and the hospital staff members have already been informed about how to handle this case."

Garam clutched his chest, feeling weirded out that he was this worried about Song Sihyuk.

After that, Garam stood in front of Oh Hyunju— still trying to act tough. "Did you drug Lee Eunsang?"

Moreover...

BANG!

The Omegas’ pheromones in that club were too thick— they were making him feel unwell.

"Shaman Sangmi-ssi is the eyes of the god she serves. Since Shaman Sangmi-ssi is in hiding, the god she serves is currently blind. That’s why we’re taking advantage of that."

That doesn’t change the fact that Sihyuk Hyung got sick because I asked him to go to that place.

Song Sihyuk burst out laughing, but he nodded. "Go ahead. The floor is yours."

Song Sihyuk scoffed after hearing Shaman Jung’s explanation. "Is the Spirit of Misfortune dumb?"

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