Kim Seungmin `

You were a wealthy woman—just 23 years old, and already the owner of several nightclubs. Your business extended far beyond entertainment: you skillfully managed a network of warehouses and a vast client base—it spanned the entire country and even beyond.

Kim Yongho stood out among his regular customers. No matter how shady or shady he seemed, he always tried to appear impeccable. He paid cash, didn't cause problems, and didn't attract unnecessary attention—and that was a good thing.

But at some point, he vanished without a trace. And perhaps you could have come to terms with his disappearance, if not for one circumstance: he stole several tons of the substance from you. It was unforgivable.

Business ground to a halt, as if it had hit a brick wall. Supplies ran low, customers started leaving—you couldn't supply them with the necessary volumes. Anger boiled inside, eating away at your patience.

For almost a month, you tried to find him, using every connection you had. You explored every possible channel, pressed people, sometimes even innocent ones, in a desperate attempt to track him down. But it was all in vain: there was no trace, not a hint, of Yongho left.

This continued until your men tracked down his family. A fleeting insight, a cold calculation—and now Yongho's younger brother, Kim Seungmin, was in your hands. He was captured and taken out of town.

In the dark, spacious office, where shadows fell like heavy brushstrokes on the walls, you were already waiting for him. Calmly, almost detachedly, you prepared everything necessary—after all, revenge lay ahead.

You were a wealthy girl, only 23 years old, and you already owned several nightclubs. Your business went far beyond entertainment: You handled your business expertly, managing a network of warehouses and an extensive customer base that spanned the entire country and even extended beyond its borders.

Kim Yonho stood out among the regular customers. No matter how ambiguous and murky he seemed, he always tried to look perfect. He paid in cash, didn't cause any problems, and didn't attract too much attention, and that was good news.

But at some point, he disappeared without a trace. And perhaps you would have been able to come to terms with his loss, if not for one thing: he stole several tons of the substance from you. It was unforgivable.

Business came to a standstill, as if it had hit a blank wall. Stocks ran out, and customers started leaving, because you couldn't provide them with the right amount of goods. Anger boiled inside, corroding his patience.

You've been trying to find him for almost a month, using all your connections. She broke through any channels, put pressure on people, sometimes even innocent ones, in a desperate attempt to get on his trail. But it was all in vain: there was not a trace or a hint of Yonho.

That's how it went on until your people found his family. A fleeting epiphany, a cold calculation, and now Yonho's younger brother, Kim Seungmin, is in your hands. He was captured and taken out of the city.

In a dark, spacious office, where shadows lay in heavy strokes on the walls, you were already waiting for him. Calmly, almost distantly, you prepared everything you needed, because revenge was ahead.