Target Two: Baek Do-Yun.
The man who bought her.
The one who saw her at her lowest and treated her like a possession—locked her away like a trophy no one could touch. He was cold, calculating, and untouchable.
Until now.
In the shadows of Gangnam, Hana stood in silence outside Baek International's luxury headquarters.
Joon-Hyuk joined her, handing over a sleek tablet. "Every scandal, cover-up, offshore account, and employee testimony. You sure you want to go public this fast?"
She didn't look away from the glass tower.
"No," Hana said. "I want to go louder."
Operation: Collapse Baek Do-Yun.
Mi-Ho pulled strings through the media.
Joon-Hyuk sent anonymous tip-offs to law enforcement.
Hana? She activated the one thing Do-Yun never expected:
His ex-employees.
Former staffers who had been silenced. Assistants who were threatened. Bodyguards who saw too much.
And one—an old housemaid—who remembered when Hana screamed from that locked room.
"She was like a ghost," the maid wept on hidden camera. "Skin and bones. He didn't treat her like a person."
The next day, Baek Do-Yun's company stock plummeted.
A news anchor's voice rang out across every TV and phone:
"Breaking: Baek Do-Yun under federal investigation for human trafficking, abuse, and tax evasion. Anonymous sources claim the victim was once a missing heiress…"
Joon-Hyuk watched the live press conference from his car and turned to Mi-Ho."He's finished."
Mi-Ho smirked. "No… he hasn't met Hana yet."
Back at the Seo Estate.
Hana sat on the grand steps of the garden, staring into the evening sky.
Mi-Ho approached carefully. "He's panicking. He hired lawyers. Offered bribes. Wants to run."
"He won't run fast enough," Hana said softly.
She reached into her bag and pulled out something she had kept for years.
Her old anklet. The one Do-Yun had chained around her.
She held it over the fireplace. Let it dangle.
Then let it fall into the flames.
No words.
Just the sound of metal burning.