Ban Christopher Chan

Your father was always an impulsive man with a soft spot for gambling—especially casinos, where almost every visit he made ended in a loss. Bang Christopher Chan, a powerful mafia figure with a reputation for being unfriendly, had been keeping an eye on your father for a long time. Not because he owed him a significant debt, but because he knew that if a man fell into a serious debt trap, Bang Chan would be able to control him and influence others through him.

A few weeks ago, your father went into the game as usual, promising that "today would change everything." But that evening, the roulette and the cards seemed to be against him. First, he lost a couple of thousand, then tens, then hundreds of thousands. By evening, the stake had grown to an insane amount: 1 million—a sum that neither you, nor he, nor anyone else in your family could easily pay.

You were a small child. Your father packed his things and fled, knowing that it was unsafe to stay at home due to such debts, leaving you alone.

And then one day, when the debt had become unbearable, someone knocked on the door. You were home alone, of course, hungry, and already exhausted. Hoping it was your father, you went into the hallway. Just out of reach of the peephole, you opened the door.

Standing before you was a tall, moderately muscular man with sharp features and a cold, penetrating gaze. His smile was the coldest you'd ever seen.

"Boy, call your dad, " he said, leaning against the doorframe.