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As Yeo Jinwoo masturbated to the sight of Yeo Woohee, a group of Alpha nurses burst into the hospital room.

“Let go! I said let go!”

In an instant, the phone screen went black.

The phone was wrestled away from Yeo Jinwoo.

Five Alphas pounced on him, pinning him to the bed, twisting his arms until he was immobilized.

“Young Master, this is Butler Kang. Please open the door.”

Yeo Woohee, startled by what had happened to his brother and now by the unexpected visit of Butler Kang to his room, quickly turned off the device.

He scrubbed the saddle-shaped workout equipment and his sticky thighs with tissues, cleaning up the aftermath.

“Open the door immediately. If you don’t, I’ll use the key.”

“Wait a moment, Uncle! I… I need to put on clothes!”

Butler Kang was at a loss for words outside the door.

Meanwhile, Yeo Woohee hastily sprayed pheromone neutralizer around the room and hurriedly dressed in briefs and pajamas before opening the door.

Standing next to Butler Kang was Chairman Yeo.

The Chairman scanned the room and asked Yeo Woohee, “What did your brother make you do? Speak the truth.”

“…I got scolded. I mean… I was in trouble back then. Because transferring schools on my own was bad, my brother…”

Chairman Yeo frowned at Yeo Woohee’s incoherent explanation.

“Damn it, Yeo Jinwoo,” the Chairman muttered.

His eldest son was a deviant.

He ordered Butler Kang and the household staff to move the equipment to the living room.

The staff carried the heavy equipment out.

“Woohee, horseback riding is excellent for building strength. Your brother arranged it for you. You understand, right?”

“Yes,” Yeo Woohee replied weakly, sounding like a disappointed child.

He had likely hoped his father would stand on his side and reprimand his brother.

Instead, the Chairman patted his second son’s head and, rather than denying the possibility of future incidents, said:

“From now on, exercise in the living room. And you can wear clothes there.”

The Chairman refused to admit his eldest son’s wrongdoing.

For that reason, he didn’t discard the equestrian equipment either.

Yeo Woohee looked up at his father with wide, darting eyes, unsure if he even understood what had occurred.

The Chairman, burdened by guilt and a desire to keep the matter hidden, felt conflicted.

In the end, the Chairman left the scene as though escaping.

Surely, after visiting a psychiatric hospital, Yeo Jinwoo would improve.

The Chairman clung to that futile hope once again, though countless past attempts had yielded no results.

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After hearing from Butler Kang that Yeo Jinwoo had used a cell phone, Chairman Yeo immediately called Dr. Yoon to confront him.

“What on earth are you doing? How did Jinwoo manage to contact Woohee?”

• Ah…

Dr. Yoon suddenly recalled that he hadn’t retrieved the cell phone in his rush to leave the room.

• I apologize. But, Chairman, isn’t there something you haven’t told me? Let’s get the facts straight—didn’t you send Jinwoo here after being caught trying to assault Woohee?

“Ha… I’m losing my mind. Doctor, have you gone mad from being stuck in the countryside for so long?”

That the psychiatrist could fall for Yeo Jinwoo’s cunning lies was beyond belief to Chairman Yeo, especially after already seeing Woohee, the scapegoat.

Jinwoo’s gaslighting skills were incredible.

• From Woohee’s photos, he hardly seems physically built like a dominant alpha.

“His genetic profile clearly shows he’s a dominant alpha. Are you doubting me now?”

• Yes! If you’ve roped me into illegally detaining Executive Director Yeo, I don’t care who you are—I’ll report this to the police.

Though Dr. Yoon hadn’t trusted the constant, consistent claims Jinwoo had made over the past 14 years, Woohee’s youthful appearance shook him.

If Jinwoo’s words were indeed true, it would mean he had been confining a perfectly sane person and treating him like a lunatic.

This realization threw Dr. Yoon into a panic, especially given his devoted efforts to treat Jinwoo.

“Dr. Yoon, it wasn’t until the rut accident that I bonded with my wife. I’ve worked hard to ensure such an unfortunate incident never happens again.”

• …

“What did Jinwoo say? What could he possibly have told you to make you doubt me?”

• He said that you’re not a bonded Alpha and that you’ve been trying to assault Woohee repeatedly.

Chairman Yeo ran his hands through his hair, exasperated by Jinwoo’s insanity.

His son had once picked up a knife from the dining table and tried to kill his father just because Woohee had sat on his lap.

Was there truly no way to cure Jinwoo’s madness? How could it be stopped?

He couldn’t send the now-grown Woohee back to the orphanage either.

If he tried, Jinwoo might secretly abduct Woohee, imprison him in some remote place, and live with him as his “omega.”

“Do you believe that nonsense?”

• …

“Do you? Dr. Yoon, answer me! Does that sound logical? Have you gone mad from dealing with a lunatic for 14 years? Is that why you handed him a cell phone?”

Chairman Yeo’s scolding snapped Dr. Yoon back to reality.

The phone… right.

He had handed it to Jinwoo, intending to figure out why Jinwoo wanted it, but he had been so startled by Jinwoo’s words that he hadn’t taken it back.

That’s why Chairman Yeo was calling now—Jinwoo must have used the phone to do something to Woohee.

Dr. Yoon realized he had fallen straight into Jinwoo’s trap.

• Did something happen to Woohee?

“Sigh. I’m not sure yet. Apparently, the older one asked the younger to get some horseback-riding equipment. I’m heading over now to check.”

With a voice steeped in exhaustion, Chairman Yeo reiterated that Dr. Yoon should confiscate Jinwoo’s phone.

Regaining his composure, Dr. Yoon ended the call and headed to Jinwoo’s room with the alpha nurses.

When they opened the door, Jinwoo was sitting on the bed, pants down, pleasuring himself.

From the phone, indecent moans played audibly.

The alpha nurses subdued Jinwoo and confiscated the phone.

Dr. Yoon realized he had been completely fooled.

He had lost this battle against the devilish man.

Despite dedicating his youth and isolating himself in the countryside, he had failed to cure Jinwoo.

Rage consumed him.

He wanted to beat that insane man senseless and yell at him to stop lusting after his dominant alpha brother.

He ordered the nurses to put Jinwoo in a restraint suit.

The suit’s long sleeves tied behind the back prevented the patient from moving properly.

Dr. Yoon knew treating a conglomerate heir so harshly was inappropriate, but his fury over what he had lost because of Jinwoo blinded him.

If not for Jinwoo, his life wouldn’t have fallen apart like this.

As the alpha nurses forcefully wrestled Jinwoo into the suit, punching him when he resisted, Jinwoo let out a soft, tearful voice.

“Doctor, why are you doing this to me?”

Dr. Yoon strapped him into a wheelchair and wheeled him into the office.

He would make Jinwoo admit his wrongdoings, proving that these past 14 years weren’t wasted—that his efforts had borne meaningful results.

Dr. Yoon pulled out a chart and Chairman Yeo’s testimony hidden deep in his drawer.

Flipping through the testimony, he began questioning Jinwoo.

“Do you admit to torturing and assaulting your brother after he secretly transferred universities?”

“No, I’ve never done that.”

“Do you admit to abusing Woohee a year ago because he wore short sleeves and shorts?”

“No, I’ve never done that.”

“Stop lying! It’s all here in the records! You’re a perverted freak obsessed with your brother! Admit it! Admit it now!”

Jinwoo watched Dr. Yoon, whose face was flushed red with anger, running his tongue along the inside of his cheek.

To think he’d crumble so easily—it made sense, considering how long they had known each other.

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