I Became the Youngest Daughter of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 18: Ten Billion Won (2)

The first to learn that I’d earned ten billion won—and the ones who rejoiced the most—were two people.

One was my loyal secretary, Si-hyun.

And the other was...

My nanny.

“Oh my goodness. Y-you made that much money? Y-you weren’t scammed, were you?”

“Tsk, Nanny, you worry too much. You know I’m smart, don’t you?”

“S-still... that’s such a huge amount, how did you...”

Nanny, fussing and worrying about me for every little reason, was... a very ordinary person.

No—if I’m being honest, aside from being kind, she was below average. That’s probably why she ended up as my nanny.

I’d heard she didn’t even make it into high school, let alone college.

She barely finished middle school in the countryside, helped her parents with their work, then went through some kind of tragedy and became my nanny. I honestly have no idea whose connection landed her that position, given how innocent she is.

...Well, I guess she did look like she had good milk production.

It was super embarrassing when I was little.

Though later on, I got way too used to it...

“I told Grandfather, and he agreed to buy us a separate house. We’ll be moving soon, so get ready.”

I smiled brightly and stroked her cheek.

Nanny, not even thirty yet, had clearly lived a hard life—her body carried the marks of that toughness everywhere.

It was one of the things I disliked most about her.

I believed everything that belonged to me should be beautiful, lovely, and in pristine condition.

But I couldn’t just trade her out like some object, and to be honest, I’d grown quite attached to her. So once I was able to voice my opinions in the household, I did my best to accommodate her needs.

“A house... wow...”

She looked stunned by the fact that an eight-year-old had bought property.

Innocent as she was, her reactions were always sincere, and I liked how well she matched my pace.

“Hehe, I’m making a home of my own. Even if it costs more, I want it decorated exactly to my taste. A room packed with game consoles, a living room full of mirrors, a study with a secret room you can open by pressing a button...”

Especially the secret room—I just couldn’t resist.

It’s childish, sure, but so what?

Right now, I’m a kid. No one’s going to think it’s weird if I do this kind of stuff.

“Pfft.”

Nanny couldn’t hold back her laughter and covered her mouth, chuckling quietly.

I pouted.

“What? That’s exactly what money’s for.”

In my past life, I’d obsessed over earning money without ever having a single hobby.

And it was only after I lost it all that I finally got one. That’s when I realized—

Hobbies cost a lot more than you'd expect.

Damn it, I never imagined those FBI bastards would be so thorough.

If I’d known, I would’ve stashed a fortune in a Swiss bank account under a borrowed name...

“No, no, of course not. But it’s things like this that make it impossible for me to stop worrying about you, miss. Don’t you remember? I nursed you until you were four...”

“Hey! W-we agreed never to bring that up...!”

My face flushed bright red. That was so unfair!

That was back when Yoo Jin-cheol was at the height of his good-for-nothing phase, when he abused me constantly.

He had no clue how to raise a child—I genuinely thought I was going to die. That’s why I clung to my nanny like a lifeline.

I mean, there are actually people who don’t know when babies start walking!

Back then, my nanny was also about to be kicked out of the house, so I stubbornly refused to eat baby food to prove how essential she was.

It wasn’t because I had some creepy fetish for big-breasted women or anything like that.

No! Even if I did, that particular case was different. That was survival.

Seriously.

Probably...

“Thank you, miss. I must have caused you so much trouble, being the worthless person I am... I never imagined you’d grow up this wonderfully...”

Ah. My conscience is stinging.

Watching my nanny wipe away tears, I felt an intense twinge in my chest.

Wasn’t my conscience something I’d already sold in my previous life along with several billion won...?

Guh.

Well, thank goodness it got refilled. I can sell it off again later.

“No, no. I only made it because of you. I’m always grateful.”

I barely managed to give her a warm smile, kissed her on the cheek, and scampered out of the room.

Sincere, kind people are so hard to deal with.

***

After holding a premature funeral for my reborn conscience, I ran off to the secretary’s office.

“Si-hyun!!”

I bounced up and down, calling out to my faithful subordinate No. 1.

If my nanny was the person I cared about most after reincarnating, then the one I felt most at ease with was Lee Si-hyun.

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“Yes, miss. I’m here.”

With a slight smile on her pretty face, lightly made-up, Si-hyun picked me up in her arms.

“Oooh, you’re wearing makeup these days? I thought you didn’t care about that kind of stuff, being a gym rat and all...”

Don’t tell me she got a boyfriend?

Then again, she’s stuck with me all day, so when would she even find the time...

“Ah, I don’t really care much either, but... it’s etiquette when meeting important people. I just came from a meeting with the Chief Secretary.”

Hmm. Maybe it was something precautionary. Makes sense.

Should I tease her a little?

“Aha. So Si-hyun doesn’t think I’m important, huh? Sigh... I’m so disappointed. I mean, I thought that might be the case, but hearing it out loud hurts.”

“W-what are you saying, miss!”

Just as I expected, Si-hyun turned beet red and waved her hands frantically.

“Yeah, yeah. I get it. I already know the excuse. ‘No need to be polite to me, we’re close,’ right?”

“Y-yes, that’s it...”

“Pfft. ‘I’m so sick of having to be polite to a little brat,’ that’s what you were really thinking, huh?”

Now she was breathing like she’d pass out and trembling all over.

“Hmm? Not even denying it anymore?”

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“Why are you doing this to me, miss...”

My secretary slumped like a wilted flower.

I patted her back gently and cleared my throat.

“Hem, hem. I actually have a favor to ask...”

There was one thing I’d always wanted to try if I ever made real money.

Until now, I’d never had anyone close enough to indulge me, nor enough power to silence the backlash.

But maybe now...

Ahem.

“Would it be okay if I tried slapping someone with a wad of cash...?”

“...Excuse me?”

“You know, like in the movies.”

“I-I mean... s-sure, go ahead.”

Si-hyun looked at me like I was hopeless.

Hmm. Normally that look would be “strangely” hopeless, but this time it was just plain hopeless.

She sighed softly, then offered me her cheek.

I pulled out a fresh bundle of 10,000 won bills from the Bank of Korea and gave it a light swing.

—Smack.

Her head turned dramatically, ponytail flying through the air like in the movies.

Her slender neckline was surprisingly elegant.

‘Oho. Life bucket list: check.’

Yup, slapping someone with crisp bills... had a strange, decadent thrill to it.

The most advanced and savage symbol of civilization, used in the most primitive way possible.

Truly, K-dramas...

Hmm, but something’s missing...

Ah, right. The line.

‘Is this really okay...?’

Embarrassed, I bit my lip for a second, then mumbled the famous line before slapping her again.

“Take this and get lost...!”

—Smack.

Ahhh, that’s the stuff.

.

.

.

Drip drip drip.

Tilting head.

“Si-hyun, you’re not mad, right...?”

“...This is mine now, right?”

“...Probably?”

That’s how it goes in the movies.

“Then I’m fine. Oh, and you slapped me twice, so please pay me double.”

“....”

“Can’t do that?”

In the end, I just gave it to her.

***

Ten billion won is a lot of money.

A whole lot.

So to be honest, other than buying the house, spending it on my personal tastes barely even made a dent.

Sure, I spent a decent amount. Like smuggling in a Super Mario from Japan, which cost quite a bit. I also bought a spare car, and handed out generous bonuses to the Daehwa Securities employees who’d someday work for me.

And yet, the ten billion didn’t even flinch.

‘Tsk. Doesn’t feel very satisfying, spending money like this...’

About a week passed like that. It was now September 30th.

As usual, I was sucking on a chocolate while flipping through the morning paper.

It was probably about time I started drinking coffee...

If only I were a little older.

[“263-meter-tall skyscraper 63 Building opens... Tallest building in Korea and tallest skyscraper in the world outside North America. Higher than the elevation of Namsan.”]

Hmm.

Didn’t that thing cost around a hundred billion to build?

I’ve still got a long way to go.

It goes on bargain sale during the IMF crisis, so I’ll pick it up cheap then.

See? You’ve gotta save your allowance for the real stuff.

‘Maybe I should invest a bit more.’

Smiling to myself, I stood from my seat and began sifting through the knowledge of the future stored in my head.