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Amidst the glittering city of Seoul, a young and handsome billionaire, Kang Joon-ho, returned to South Korea after living abroad for more than a decade. He not only inherited the family business empire but also a deep-seated vendetta that had haunted him for years. Kang Joon-ho became embroiled in a massive betrayal that led to the downfall of his family's company and the loss of his father. Upon his return, he was determined to restore his family's honor and seek revenge against those who had betrayed them. While striving to rebuild his family's wealth and reputation, Joon-ho accidentally crossed paths with Seo-yeon, an intelligent and resilient woman who worked as a lawyer. Seo-yeon had a complex past connection with the Kang family, and the hidden secrets behind the betrayal began to unravel. Through business intrigues, romantic entanglements, and power plays among Seoul's elite, Joon-ho and Seo-yeon must collaborate to unveil the true truth. However, as they delve deeper, the situation grows increasingly intricate and perilous, with new betrayals coming to light and a web of revenge interconnecting even further.
A relentless downpour incessantly drenched the towering glass and concrete skyscrapers at the heart of Seoul. The usual red and blue neon lights that illuminated the city's nightscape were now obscured by mist and drizzle. In one of the executive rooms on the top floor of a building, an atmosphere of tension hung heavily. Kang Joon-ho, still young at that time, entered the room with a pounding heart.
With a resolute gaze, Joon-ho's father, Kang Dae-ho, stood by the window overlooking the rain-soaked city. As the head of the Kang family company, he had struggled to uphold his family's honor and achieve success in the business world.
However, on that night, everything changed.
Wearing his usual black suit, Joon-ho's father spoke with a voice that carried weariness, "We've been betrayed, Joon-ho. The Shin family, our biggest competitor in the business, has committed a massive fraud that's devastated our stock value."
Joon-ho looked at his father with eyes filled with confusion. "What happened, Father?"
With heavy steps, Kang Dae-ho picked up a document from the table and pointed it out to Joon-ho. The document contained evidence of stock manipulation, financial conspiracy, and business ethics violations committed by the Shin family. All of it had inflicted significant losses upon the Kang family company.
Joon-ho swallowed hard as the sun disappeared behind dark clouds. "How could they do this?"
Kang Dae-ho let out a deep sigh. "Money and power can change people. They want our position, and they know this is the fastest way to get it. The entire future of our family now depends on what we do next."
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Kang Joon-ho's body was drenched in sweat as he suddenly jolted awake from his sleep, gasping for breath. His breathing was ragged, and his heart pounded fast as if he had just relived painful moments from the past. He rubbed his eyes with trembling hands, attempting to dispel the haunting images still etched in his mind.
The raindrops continued to patter softly against his bedroom window, creating a soothing sound. However, this calm atmosphere contradicted the anxious feeling that gripped Joon-ho. He reached for his mobile phone on the bedside table and checked the time - it was still early in the morning.
"Kang Joon-ho," he murmured to himself, trying to quell the tension within him. It felt like he had been transported back to the dark times he had experienced.
Then, with hesitant steps, Joon-ho rose from his bed. He walked towards the balcony that faced Mount Fuji, which was waking up from its night's slumber. The faint morning light began to seep through the clouds, painting a beautiful blend of orange and purple hues across the sky.
He stood there, inhaling the fresh air deeply.
"I can't allow myself to be trapped in the shadows of the past," he muttered, mustering the strength to face the new day.
Kang Joon-ho had been in Japan for over 2 years since the downfall of the Kang Family happened.
Joon-ho had to leave South Korea to secure his life from the Shin Family, who continued to pursue him.
He remembered his father's words echoing in his mind, "The entire future of our family now depends on what we will do next."
With a growing determination, Joon-ho turned his face toward the slowly illuminating city in the morning light. He knew he had to take difficult steps to seek revenge and restore his family's honor. But this time, he wouldn't be alone. He had knowledge, resources, and support that would help him face the greater challenges of his life.
With steady steps, Joon-ho returned to his room and gripped his mobile phone tightly.
"It's time," he said with unwavering resolve, ready to face a brighter future and provide answers to the lingering ghosts of his past.
Kang Joon-ho sat in silence at the edge of his bed, his eyes still clouded with the haunting shadows of a recent bad dream. Lost in thought, he delved into his memories, still murky with unpleasant flashes from the past.
Abruptly, a soft knock resonated on his bedroom door. Joon-ho's gaze shifted from the window to the door, momentarily taken aback by this unexpected visit. Slowly, he stood up and made his way to the door.
As the door opened, a woman who had been his constant companion for the past two years faced his despair. With gentle steps, she entered the room. She had long flowing black hair that cascaded so beautifully, sharp brown eyes, and a smile full of allure. Her attire seemed sensual and elegant, creating a strong contrast with the quiet atmosphere of the room.
"Joon-ho," she said in a soft voice that sounded like a melody.
"Are you okay? I heard commotion from outside."
Joon-ho's gaze shifted from his surprised stare to the woman.
"Yuki Matsumune," he murmured, amazed and startled by her presence.
Yuki Matsumune, the Japanese woman standing before him, was a member of Hellwalker, a mafia organization she had founded during her exile in Japan before returning to South Korea. Yuki possessed a striking beauty, along with intelligence and skills that made her a formidable figure in the criminal world.
With cautious steps, Yuki approached Joon-ho. "I can see that something's bothering you, Joon-ho."
Joon-ho shook his head, trying to overcome his astonishment.
"No, you're not bothering. I'm just... thinking about something."
Yuki smiled, a smile filled with deep feelings and understanding. "I can sense your discomfort. Another nightmare?"
Joon-ho nodded slowly. "Yes, you're right. The dream keeps coming back, even after two years have passed. A nightmare about the downfall of our family company."
Yuki nodded, realizing the weight of the burden Joon-Ho carried.
"I came here to let you know that your preparations to return to South Korea are complete. Everything you need has been arranged."
Yuki's statement surprised Joon-ho. "Everything's ready?"
Yuki smiled again, this time with a mysterious glint in her eyes. "You know how strong the foundation you've built for our organization is, Joon-ho."
Joon-ho pondered for a moment, then looked at Yuki with a determined gaze.
"I know this isn't just about business or revenge. It's about restoring our family's honor. I won't let them tarnish our name so easily."
Yuki nodded, appreciating the determination and spirit she saw in Joon-ho's eyes.
"We're ready to support you, Joon-ho. Me and the other Hellwalker members will stand by your side in every step you take."
In the room's silence, Joon-ho and Yuki exchanged glances. Within their gazes lay a complex tale, layers of vendetta and goals to be achieved. Yuki's presence was a reminder that behind the dark past, there was a loyal ally and a plan to be executed.
"This is the beginning of their end," Joon-ho declared with conviction in his voice.
Yuki smiled, as if fully understanding the meaning behind Joon-ho's words. "We'll face it together."
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