I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

"What... what do you mean by that??"

I was the one who was dumbfounded, but the arrogant women seemed more shocked, making exaggerated gestures. Some dramatically tilted their heads back and let out deep sighs, while others shook their heads in disapproval. Every little thing they did irritated me.

If they’d at least invested in some basic anti-aging treatments or upkeep packages to look decent, I could’ve enjoyed the view. Instead, they had rolls of fat spilling out to the sides, completely unkempt. Tell me, wouldn’t you be annoyed?

"Why? If you're starting such a large project, shouldn't you at least discuss it with the local residents?"
"Why should I?"
"What do you mean, why??"
"Look, I already told you. We’ve suffered so much because of those monstrosities here!"
"Even during the operation to clear this area, there was all that fuss about evacuation orders. What if, during the operation, a stray shell had landed in our backyard? We’ve been taking on risks during this operation too. Naturally, we should discuss the benefits that come with it!"

One woman started speaking, and the others immediately chimed in. Their voices were grating, high-pitched, and loud enough to make my ears hurt.
I lazily scratched my ear with one hand while clenching my other fist.

I would try to reason with them, but if that failed, there was only one solution. Historically, the best cure for troublemakers has always been a solid punch.

"Ma’am, please, this isn't the place for this."
"Ladies, please leave. If you continue, you'll be obstructing official duties."

The police officers accompanying me tried to intervene. But they seemed either inexperienced or hesitant and were practically groveling before these ordinary women.
They didn’t look like the proud police force of Incheon I knew. A real Incheon officer would’ve landed a punch by now.@@novelbin@@