Chapter 8 - Madam Han’s Desperate CallBy 2:00 PM, the news had shattered through Seoul’s high-society circles like a nuclear bomb.
At the sprawling suburban villa, Madam Han was sitting in the living room with Ji-won, sipping tea and waiting for Min-jae to call with news of his successful board meeting.
Instead, her phone rang furiously.
Madam Han picked it up with an irritated scoff. “Min-jae, darling, did those foolish old men approve the credit line? You wouldn't believe the stress—some crazy woman claiming to be a billionaire trust heir has been causing a scandal online—!”
“Mother!” Min-jae’s voice shrieked through the phone, sounding hysterical, broken, and completely unhinged. “It’s her! It’s Seo-yeon! She owns everything! She owns the Meridian Tower, she owns our company, she owns this house—!”
Madam Han froze, the teacup slipping from her fingers and shattering against the marble coffee table, spilling boiling liquid across her designer rug.
“What are you talking about?!” Madam Han screamed. “That’s impossible! She’s a nobody!”
“The police are here!” Min-jae sobbed hysterically on the other end. “They’re seizing my assets! Mom, help me—!”
Click.
The line went dead.
Before Madam Han could even catch her breath, the front security gates of the villa swung open with a loud mechanical groan. A convoy of three black luxury sedans rolled up the driveway, flanked by official state marshals and corporate repossession agents.
Heavy pounding echoed at the front door.
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Ji-won ran to the window, pulled back the curtains, and screamed in sheer terror as she watched the estate staff being escorted off the property.
“Madam Han!” a loud, official voice echoed from the porch. “By order of the Seoul Central District Court and the Seo Family Trust, this property is being reclaimed immediately. You have thirty minutes to vacate the premises.”
