Lahat ng Kabanata ng I'm Your Slave, Mr. CEO: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 29

Inside the dimly lit, enclosed meeting room, the thick scent of alcohol and cigar smoke hung heavily in the air. Jaeyoon Jung sat at the head of the table, clad in a sharply tailored grey suit that looked far too formal for the casual setting. The authority radiating from him was unmistakable—undeniable.“Are you absolutely certain Mr. Miller won’t get his hands on the transaction report?” he asked flatly, though his eyes narrowed with suspicion. He needed to be sure—beyond doubt—that no trace of those documents could ever reach the new CEO of MaC.To his left, a heavyset man with greying temples—Mr. Han, a former auditor turned loyal fixer—flashed a crooked grin. “Relax, Director Jung. The original files will never reach him. We’ve secured a duplicate set in Busan’s internal system. Only the ones we want seen are accessible.”“And the people involved?” Jaeyoon’s gaze drifted sharply across the room, lingering on each of the two men sitting with him. They looked calm—too calm. As if t

"Do I really have to wear this?" Ivy asked, staring at the mask in her hand—a sleek piece made of deep black velvet, its shape narrowing at the corners to elegantly frame her features. There were no gaudy feathers, no over-the-top embellishments. Just a single satin ribbon meant to be tied at the back. Simple, but striking in its elegance.Mysterious. Alluring.“Does everyone have to wear masks to a MaC banquet?” Ivy raised one brow, glancing at Josh, who sat beside her, perfectly relaxed in the backseat of the car.Josh chuckled softly. “No. Just you.”“How annoying,” she muttered, pouting a little as she laid the mask on her lap. “So I’m the only one hiding my face?”“Not hiding,” Josh corrected, adjusting his tie in the rearview mirror. “Protecting. If they know you’re with me tonight, Clara and Rico will come to you twice as hard. Haven’t you thought about that?”Ivy blinked, caught off guard. “No... I hadn’t thought of that at all.”Josh smiled. “Luckily for you, I’ve thought of

Ivy stopped, but she didn’t turn around. Her breath caught for a second, but she held it in with her chin lifted and her back straight. A few guests near the edge of the ballroom began to turn in their direction. The soft strains of string instruments still played in the distance, but the air around the pool had shifted—thickening with tension.Clara didn’t stop.“The mask, the dress, the jewelry... I’m guessing all of it belongs to Mr. Josh, doesn’t it?” Her voice was sharp, slicing through the murmurs. “But dignity? Unfortunately, you can’t buy that at any boutique, Aeri-ssi.”Ivy exhaled slowly, ready to walk away—but her step halted when Clara lunged forward, snapping toward her mask and yanking the thin satin ribbon.“You—!”Snap!The delicate strap came undone. The mask slipped from Ivy’s face, landing softly on the marble floor with a faint clink. For a moment, Ivy kept her head bowed—then she lifted it, eyes meeting the crowd.And in that split second, Clara’s entire expressio

“Damn it!” Clara cursed the moment she stormed into the main living room of the Jung estate. A few of the house staff flinched at the arrival of the youngest daughter of the household—Clara Jung. Their eyes widened further as she flung her purse carelessly onto the sofa.“Sweetheart,” Rico approached her cautiously. “Don’t do this.”“Why not?” Clara snapped, glaring at him before dragging her hand down in frustration. She began pacing furiously across the marble floor, her heels clicking sharply against the stone, each step a punctuation mark to her brewing storm of anger.The staff didn’t need to be told. Without a word, they silently retreated, leaving Rico alone to handle the eruption. They knew from experience that if anyone could calm her, it had to be him.“How the hell is that woman with Josh?” Clara repeated, her voice rising. “What did she do to get so close to him? Don’t tell me she used some cheap trick to seduce Joshua Miller!”Rico remained seated on the long couch, his e

“Thank you for the lunch,” Josh said with a satisfied expression. “I really enjoyed the meal.”Mr. Kim looked pleased by the compliment. “The dish Ivy prepared is one of our restaurant’s best. Come back anytime you need an extra boost of energy. From the sound of it, your job must be quite stressful.”Josh chuckled. “You’re right, Mr. Kim. I really appreciate the offer.” His gaze slowly moved across the table, meeting each face in turn. No wonder Ivy had been hesitant about his request last night.If it weren’t to protect the people she cared about from potential trouble with Jaeyoon Jung’s side, Josh was certain Ivy would’ve never agreed to step away from the restaurant.“I’m not sure this is the right moment to say it,” Josh began, glancing at Ivy—who was glaring daggers at him, silently begging him not to continue. But he did anyway. “It’s okay, Ivy. I won’t let you handle this alone. You’re someone I must protect.”Ivy groaned in frustration.“What’s going on?” Mr. Kim asked, puzz