Xiaoming stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the secret letter from his mother.
Indeed, you know something.
The lighting in the lawyer's meeting room flickered uneasily.
âNo matter how I think about it, it seems strange, so I did some investigation. Don't you think it's strange too, Uncle? There's no news about Grandfather. It sounds like someone intentionally blocked the information...â
Chun Shuhan's eyes wavered sharply.
Sure enough, you know something.
The lighting in the lawyer's meeting room flickered uneasily.
âNo matter how we cut ties, my mother is Grandfather's youngest daughter. It's strange that the police and prosecution didn't notice such a simple fact. If they knew, they would have contacted us.â
âWhat exactly are you trying to say?â
âDonât you think itâs strange, Uncle?â
âHow can I know something that happened over a decade ago just because itâs strange?â
He nodded at that.
âYouâre right. I thought the same thing. But, coincidentally, someone who knows about that incident appeared.â
âWhat?â
Chun Shuhan's voice rose.
âYes.â
âWho is it? Who knows about that incident?â
The question was wrong.
It should be, "Who killed my brother?" if it were his older brother.
âIs that important? The content is more important. The target was my mother, and the people who carried it out were two men. The name they mentioned was Mr. Biao. Thatâs all for now? And...â
As I trailed off, Chun Shuhan's expression turned ashen, thinking I knew more.
âYou say you didnât know... It sounds like you knew something.â
âThatâs...â
âSit down.â
Chun Shuhan sat back down weakly.
âTell me what you know. Prove that you werenât involved. If my motherâs death really involved you, it would be... too pitiful.â
My voice trembled slightly.
I prayed it wasnât true.
Even though I was certain, I still prayed it wasnât true.
But Chun Shuhan, stammering, revealed the truth he didnât want to believe.
âI really didnât know. I found out after Misook died. Yes, I found out too late. If I had known, I would have done anything to stop it.â
My hands under the table trembled.
Chun Shuhan, now rambling, seemed to no longer see me.
âIt was Mr. Biao who killed her. I really didnât know. Brother, he blocked the information from reaching Father... I found out too late and fought with my brother. Itâs true. By the time I knew, it was already over.â
Chun Shuhan, this bastard, is just a fool. Just a puppet for Chun Shuman, nothing more and nothing less.
Seeing his pitiful state, my anger boiled over, and I shouted.
âYou should have told Grandfather. If you were my motherâs brother, you should have told him! Damn it, are you even human? Even beasts donât kill their own family, you bastards!â
My whole body began to tremble with rage.
I understand why I was killed.
Would a nephew who ignored his brotherâs death not have killed me?
âHow could you even think of killing your own brother? You left to live quietly, away from Grandfatherâs wealth. Why did you have to find and kill him? Why? Why!â
Chun Shuhan bowed his head, trembling, and said nothing.
I spat at him.
âI hope what you said is true. If youâre lying to me now, Iâll kill you. Parole? Pardon? Donât even think about it. Iâll take away everything you have. Iâll make sure of it.â
I stood up abruptly.
As I stumbled, Manager Ma caught me.
â...Manager, letâs go. Home.â
Supported by Manager Ma, I left the meeting room.
* * *
Chairman Chun looked at Chun Jiyuan with a disapproving gaze.
Chun Jiyuan couldnât meet Chairman Chunâs eyes and only bowed his head.
âTsk, you useless son. Are you still living like this?â
âIâm sorry.â
âWhy are you sorry! As the eldest grandson, are you still living like this? How long do you plan to disappoint me?â
Chairman Chun sighed deeply at Chun Jiyuan, who remained silent with his head bowed.
âSo, what do you want to do?â
âFather wants me to join Il Sung, but I donât have the confidence. Grandfather.â
âLack of confidence? You useless son. Giving up without even trying?â
âBut...â
âStop making excuses. Your brother Jisu is planning to join the company and start from the bottom. Are you going to be an older brother and do nothing? Do you plan to continue living like this, doing nothing?â
â...â
Chairman Chun sighed deeply.
âMinghun, come in.â
At the chairmanâs call, Manager Ha entered.
Chun Jiyuan glanced at him and turned away.
âGive this guy two buildings in Gangnam.â
âWhich ones should I transfer?â
âChoose the most expensive ones.â
âIâll prepare the transfer documents.â
Manager Ha left, and Chairman Chun sighed deeply again, looking at Chun Jiyuan.
âWith those, you can live as you please without Wanâs help. Do what you want with them. This will be the last thing I give you. Go, I donât even want to see you.â
âIâll contact you in a few days. Iâll prepare the documents and transfer them without any issues. Weâll take care of the taxes.â
Chun Jiyuan left the chairmanâs house, barely paying attention to Manager Ha. Given his usual behavior, this silent departure was unusual.
* * *
âLetâs go somewhere quiet.â
At my instruction, Manager Ma drove to a parking lot by the Han River.
We got out of the car by the Han River.
The cool river breeze brushed against my face, but my burning anger didnât subside.
I stared at the frozen river, lost in thought.
âItâs hard to believe that there was such a backstory to my parentsâ deaths, but did Grandfather really not know? Or did he know and just let it happen because he couldnât abandon his children?â
As my anger subsided, doubt remained.
âIf I told Grandfather and he already knew, what if he asks me to forgive them?â
I was confused.
Knowing that Grandfather still had feelings for his family, I had been putting off my revenge on the Chun Shuman brothers.
But after seeing Chun Shuhan tremble and confess, I couldnât delay any longer.
âIf he knew and turned a blind eye, can I go against Grandfatherâs wishes and seek revenge?â
It was a question without an answer.
How much time had passed?
âThe wind is cold. Letâs go to the car.â
Manager Ma called out to me.
Standing in the cold river breeze, I was already chilled to the bone.
âManager, what should I do?â
âDo what you want.â
âEven if it goes against Grandfatherâs wishes?â
Manager Ma, who had been silently watching me, spoke.
âWhat are you afraid of? That the chairman knows? Or that youâll lose everything? That youâll be abandoned?â
His probing questions made me laugh bitterly.
Yes, what was I afraid of now?
After dying and coming back to life once.
Manager Ma, observing my expression, added.
âIâll follow you wherever you go. Even if you part ways with the chairman. Itâs also what the chairman wanted when I returned to Korea.â
Manager Maâs supportive words moved me.
âYouâre different from the chairman. You donât need to be like him. I hope you become a different kind of boss.â
âThank you.â
âIâm sorry. I overstepped.â
âNo, if you think Iâm making a wrong choice, please stop me. Letâs go.â
I patted his sturdy shoulder as he bowed.
We drove to Pyeongchang-dong.
As I entered the house, Manager Ha greeted me.
âWhereâs Grandfather?â
âHeâs in the study.â
I stood in front of the study door, taking a deep breath.
âGrandfather, itâs Wu Hui.â
âCome in.â
I opened the study door to find Grandfather smiling warmly at me.
âWhere have you been this morning?â
âI had some business to attend to.â
Grandfather, who had been nodding slightly, noticed my stern expression and asked.
âIs something wrong?â
â...Did you know? That my parentsâ deaths werenât a robbery but a planned murder.â
The smile on Grandfatherâs face vanished instantly.
No matter how long I waited, the answer I was hoping for didnât come.
You knew.
When did you know?
From the beginning? Or recently?
âDid you know and not tell me?â
In my previous life, I thought Grandfather was a cold-blooded man without a heart. I resented him and struggled to gain his approval.
But when I came back, seeing a different side of Grandfather, I thought I had been wrong. I thought Grandfather was just an ordinary person to his family and decided to take good care of him in this life.
But now, Iâm not sure.
I canât read Grandfatherâs true thoughts.
âTell me. Why did you keep it from me? When did you find out? Did you ignore it even before we met?â
Grandfather looked at me with sad eyes, saying nothing.
That was as good as an admission.
âWhat would you have done if I never found out?â