「It’s not bad, but there are still some holes.. Any loose thread, and the entire press will jump on it, got it?」
「Lost to that Sodam kid in a debate? Unbelievable. You don’t even know the basics of the business, and you think you’re ready to run KL? Stop goofing off and start paying attention. Try reading the news for once.」
No matter how good Wooheon did, there was always something wrong with it.
This one had a flaw, that one had a hole in it.
Wooheon, who already had a tendency to be perfectionistic, ended up developing an obsession.
If anything strayed even slightly from his plan, his blood would boil and his heart would race.
A single slip-up felt like it could ruin everything.
He imagined people watching from the shadows, ready to snap a photo and leak it, or exploit his weakness to bring down his family.
Even when he did everything right, he was criticized.
So he tightened the reins on himself, reshaping who he was to match his father’s unrealistic expectations.
