Her phone rang during breakfast. Unknown number.
She almost ignored it. Almost.
"Hello?"
"Miss Seo Hana?" the voice asked. Older. Measured.
"Yes?"
"This is Chairman Baek. Your father entrusted me with certain… contingencies before he passed. I think it's time we met."
She froze. Mi-Ho looked up, sensing the shift in her posture.
"What is it?"
She lowered the phone slowly. "Someone who claims to have known my father."
Mi-Ho stood. "Do you want to meet him?"
She nodded. "I need to know everything he kept from me."
Because peace wasn't just about letting go.
It was about knowing.