The air in the Haewon Tower boardroom was thick with tension. Joon Ha had won the battle, but the war was far from over. The faces around the table were a mix of loyalty, fear, and uncertainty.
Joon-Taek had been dethroned, but his shadow still lingered over the empire.
Ha-Yoon stood beside Joon Ha, her voice calm but firm. “The transition won’t be smooth. Your uncle’s allies will retaliate.”
Joon Ha exhaled slowly, his hands resting on the polished mahogany table. He had fought too hard to let Haewon slip from his grasp now.
“We need to secure our position before he regroups,” Min-Jae added, his sharp gaze scanning the room. “If we hesitate, he’ll find a way to strike back.”
Joon Ha nodded. “Then we move fast.”
The next morning, Joon Ha sat in his father’s old office—the one he had reclaimed after so many years. The city skyline stretched before him, a reminder of everything he had fought for. Seongjin was his battlefield now.
His phone buzzed. A message from an unknown number.
"You think it's over? You're a fool, nephew."
Joon Ha clenched his jaw. Joon-Taek was already making his move.
Ha-Yoon entered, holding a thick file. “We have another problem. The financial records—there are discrepancies. Money missing.”
Joon Ha took the file, scanning the documents. His stomach turned. Someone inside Haewon was still working for his uncle.
Min-Jae walked in, his face grim. “We’ve got a mole.”
Joon Ha’s eyes darkened. “Then let’s smoke them out.”
Two days later, at an exclusive gala for Haewon’s top investors, Joon Ha made his move. The room was filled with Seongjin’s elite—business moguls, politicians, and celebrities. But Joon Ha wasn’t here to celebrate. He was here to hunt.
He sipped his whiskey, scanning the crowd. Somewhere in this room was the traitor.
Ha-Yoon’s voice came through his earpiece. “Security’s monitoring all exits. If your uncle’s mole is here, they won’t get far.”
Then, movement.
A senior board member, Chairman Kang, slipped away from the crowd, heading toward the private lounge. Suspicious.
Joon Ha followed, his steps silent, his pulse steady. He pushed open the door—and found Kang speaking in hushed tones on the phone.
The older man froze, his face paling.
Joon Ha smirked. “Going somewhere, Chairman Kang?”
Back in the penthouse, Joon Ha leaned back in his chair, watching Kang squirm under his cold gaze.
“You were feeding my uncle information,” Joon Ha stated, his voice like steel.
Kang’s hands trembled. “I-I didn’t have a choice. He threatened my family.”
Joon Ha exhaled. Fear. That’s how Joon-Taek controlled people.
Ha-Yoon folded her arms. “And what’s stopping you from betraying us again?”
Kang swallowed hard. “I can prove my loyalty.”
Joon Ha leaned forward. “Then start talking.”
Shloka/श्लोक/절
"सुखदुःखे समे कृत्वा लाभालाभौ जयाजयौ।
ततो युद्धाय युज्यस्व नैवं पापमवाप्स्यसि॥"
Sukha-duḥkhe same kṛtvā lābhālābhau jayājayau,
tato yuddhāya yujyasva naivaṃ pāpam avāpsyasi.
수카-두케 사메 크리트바 라바라바우 자야자야우,
타토 유다야 유쥬야스바 나이밤 파팜 아밥샤시.
"Treat pleasure and pain, gain and loss, victory and defeat as equal, and engage in battle without attachment. This way, you will not incur sin."
기쁨과 슬픔, 이득과 손실, 승리와 패배를 동등하게 여기고, 집착 없이 싸워라. 그러면 죄를 짓지 않으리라.
Like Rama facing Ravana’s spies, Joon Ha realizes that enemies don’t always fight in the open. The real war is in the shadows, and he must be ready for what comes next.
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