Target Three: Hwang Jin-Woo.
The polished, charming chairman of HJI Holdings. The kind of man who smiled in front of cameras, cut ribbons at charity events, and shook hands with presidents.
But behind that perfect image was a man who betrayed his best friend—Hana's father.The man who falsified legal documents.The man who had Hana declared legally dead while she was in a coma.The man who made sure her name—and her inheritance—disappeared from every record.
Until now.
In the Seo Global boardroom, the tension could be cut with a knife.
Joon-Hyuk projected the files onto the glass wall: forged contracts, illegal asset transfers, audio recordings between Hwang and Ji-Tae from six years ago.
Hana stared at them wordlessly.
Mi-Ho stepped forward. "We could leak everything in one shot."
Hana shook her head. "No. This time, I want to watch him squirm."
A whisper campaign began.
Anonymous financial analysts on social media started posting questionable charts about HJI Holdings.Then came a leaked email thread from Hwang's CFO, panicking over "misplaced assets."And finally, an internal whistleblower posted an anonymous blog:
"The king is a thief. And the heiress is still alive."
The internet exploded.
#TheRealHeiress trended.Every media outlet began digging into Hana's past, her sudden reappearance… and the eerie disappearance of her inheritance.
Hwang Jin-Woo's phone didn't stop ringing.But no one answered anymore.
Because everyone had finally turned their backs on him.
Meanwhile, Hana walked the garden with Mi-Ho.
She stopped at the cherry blossom tree her father once planted. The one that had bloomed the year she was born.
"I used to believe Hwang loved my father," she whispered. "That he was a second uncle."
Mi-Ho's voice was quiet. "He betrayed him for power. And erased you to keep it."
Hana reached up and touched one of the petals. "Then let me erase him."
In the final scene, Hwang sat in his glass tower, staring at his reflection as the evening sun dipped behind the skyline.
A quiet knock at the door.
His assistant stepped in, trembling. "Chairman… the board wants you to resign. They've appointed a new interim CEO."
Hwang's jaw clenched. "Who?"
A shadow stepped through the door.
And Hana Seo stood in the doorway.
Wearing her mother's pendant.
Back where she belonged.