Save a Failed Idol's Life

Chapter 262:

Translator: MarcTempest

Editor: NicoleTempest

Chapter 262 The Moment It Was In My Hand (2)

My brother shoved a crumpled talisman into my face. I had no idea where he got it from.

He must have been carrying it in his pocket ever since I died.

‘What a joke.’

It was not like he was facing a vampire with a silver cross. It obviously had no effect.

Was he scared that the water ghost would take revenge on him? It was ridiculous, and it only made me angrier.

I glared at him as if to say, what the hell is that, and approached him. He panicked and flailed his legs.

“Fuck! You bastard, this is a direct hit to the water ghost!”

He probably wasted some money on this somewhere. I sneered at him and grabbed him as he tried to run away.

I was confident in my strength. I pinned him down on the floor and took his phone away so he couldn’t contact anyone outside. I planned to tie his wrists and legs with the duct tape I brought and lock him up until the general meeting was over.

Just like he threw me into the cold sea.

Even if the police arrived later, I would have already disappeared by then.

I was going to hold him down until the general meeting was over, gripping his collar and pressing him to the floor.

Thud-.

He grabbed the commemorative plaque that was on the low cabinet near the balcony and slammed it on my head.

“Ugh...!”

A sharp pain rang in my head and my hand lost its grip. Blood dripped from my torn scalp.

“Let go! Dead people are. Dead! Living people have to live!”

My brother took advantage of my weakening grip and kicked my stomach to get up. He struggled to free himself from my hold.

Blood flowed thickly over my eyelids, obscuring half of my vision. Was it because I was close to disappearing? Or was it just the blood loss?

My head spun and my eyelids grew heavier.

The dead are dead, and the living must live... It sounded reasonable, but not something a murderer should say.

I clenched my teeth and tried not to lose consciousness. Even if I vanished right now, I had to drag this bastard to hell with me.

He grabbed my collar and wouldn’t let go. As he got up, he pulled me up with him.

“Ah!”

His face was red from the blood that ran down from my head. He opened the balcony door and pushed me into the living room. Then he headed for the terrace. ℟

Luckily, the balcony faced the mountain, not the city.

“Help! Someone help!”

Miraculously, there was no one on the road below. It was a quiet residential area. I barely managed to stand on my legs and grabbed his ankle. I dragged him back into the room.

He resisted and fought back with all his strength. We pulled and pushed each other without giving an inch. Then, suddenly, my vision blurred and my hand lost its strength.

“Ugh...!”

I felt dizzy and let go of his ankle. He pushed me away and rolled over to the balcony railing.

It was a single house on a hillside, so it wasn’t that high. But there was a sharp fence below, designed to keep birds away.

He screamed and grabbed my arm as he saw the pointed edge that could pierce anything. But the railing was round and smooth, and his body slid down with gravity.

“Sa, save me! I was wrong, I’ll confess everything...!”

Just a moment ago, he was shouting that he would call the police, that he wanted me to leave, that the living had to survive. But now that he was facing the fence that was only 50cm away, he changed his mind.

“Please! I’m sorry! I’ll, I’ll repent, just let me live...!”

I felt disgusted as I watched him sob pitifully. If I let go of his hand now...

“...”

I stared at his distorted face expressionlessly.

As the stepmother flailed and kicked, a shareholder who was looking at his phone muttered.

“Wow, this is already on YouTube.”

The person sitting next to him was startled and leaned toward the phone.

“Really?”

“Yes. Look at this. The real-time popular videos are all...”

The murder suspicion surrounding the tens of billions of won worth of assets of the deceased CEO, and the investigation that ended suspiciously quickly. The inheritance that was disposed of in an instant.

The netizen detectives and all kinds of cyber leeches were flocking and already uploading derivative videos.

[Who is the real culprit behind the death of Jo Young Food’s CEO?]

[Nine suspicious facts surrounding the death of J Food’s CEO]

[The murder of the stepson by the stepmother and the half-brother]

[Yulpidi’s True Story Check 32 – Was it really an accident?]

At the funeral hall, photos of my father, as well as my stepmother and the new CEO, were already shared online with the label of murderers.

“No! Nooo! Turn off the screen! What are you doing? Hurry up and move!”

My stepmother screamed at the employees with rage, but no one moved to turn off the screen.

They only followed you because it was their job until now, but now that it came to this, they would either be fired or laid off anyway, since the company was doomed.

To make matters worse, before the chaotic shareholders’ meeting was even dissolved, the prosecution’s investigation team stormed into the company.

The charge was embezzlement of public funds from a child welfare foundation. The people in suits had search and seizure warrants in their hands.

As my stepmother wailed like a madwoman, she was dragged away. Kang, the vice president, watched her with a clenched fist.

It was finally starting to get sorted out.

‘I’m telling you this in advance, because there might not be a chance later. Thank you for everything... Take care. I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess.’

I felt tears in my eyes at the farewell words that Hyun-seong barely uttered after a silence. He was always like that. He saved people’s hearts without even realizing it, and then he acted like he didn’t mean to do it and didn’t need any gratitude.

Is this really the end? Could he come back again, even for a brief moment, like a dream?

Hyun-seong didn’t answer my question.

“Ah...”

My throat was dry and my head was dizzy. What time was it? I picked up the phone that was rolling on the floor and checked the time. It was 12 p.m. The video upload and the media tip-off were already done, and there was still time left.

I had stopped my brother from attending the shareholders’ meeting, so it must have been forcibly dissolved.

I had done everything I had to do. I had no strength to support my body, so I just tilted it towards the floor with a thud.

I guess this is the end for me too.

There were still more than six hours left, but that was just the final deadline. I felt no energy in my body.

I looked at my brother, who was lying unconscious next to me, with a sneer.

To put it bluntly, I couldn’t let go. As Jinwoo said, I was too soft-hearted for a businessman.

No matter how much he was the one who killed me, I couldn’t stand to see someone die in front of me.

‘How stupid...’

I know. I know how weak and pathetic I am. I just had to let go. But I couldn’t.

But revenge shouldn’t turn into murder. There are more important things in the world than my satisfaction.

I was a businessman who ran the company for profit, but I ignored everything that was not humane. Even if some people called me stupid, or frustrated.

If everything I prepared succeeded, it wouldn’t be long before the officials came to this house for investigation.

Everything would go back to where it belonged. My consciousness faded and I started to see flashes.

And at the beginning of it, of course.

“Hyung, what were you doing sleeping all this time? We have so much to do!”

There were the Climax members.