“Also, I just received a call from ‘House of Big Love,’ and it seems that Yoon Eunseo brought a lot of gifts.”

“Well, it’s Christmas, so my sister would have caught his eye.”

That foolish girl, she got fooled properly. Secretary whispered to Yeonhwa, who was feeling proud.

“Well, Kwon Seungjoo also came along.”

“What? The two of them together?”

Yeonhwa clapped her hands with delight, rolling her eyes in pleasure. They stuck together even before she could intervene!

“Is this some kind of fortune? Should I buy a lottery ticket, Secretary Kim?”

The son I gave birth to is with the princess of Taesung Group.
“I want to kill my stepchild, along with that parentless wench!”

There was nothing more to wish for. It was the best Christmas.

Feeling unusually generous, Yeonhwa called the convent.

“Yes, Director Kim? It’s me.”

Yes, Madam.

“Is the special guest doing well?”

Yes, yes. She’s become very obedient now.

“Since it’s Christmas today, give her something delicious.”

Yes.

“But don’t treat her too well that she’ll run away again like last time.”

Would that be a concern? There won’t be anything to worry about causing trouble for you again.

“Of course, that’s how it should be.”

After hanging up the phone, Yeonhwa clasped her hands to her chest like a girl and let out a trembling sigh.

“Oh, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!”

It felt like all the energy in the universe was converging toward her.

“Would that be a concern? There won’t be anything to worry about causing trouble for you again.”

As soon as Director Kim hung up the phone, a distant scream echoed as if he had been waiting.

“Help me! There are people here! Please save me!”

It seemed that the gag tied to her mouth had come loose again. Kwon Chairman’s blue, young mistress, Aerin, was in distress.

“This is crazy, really.”

The director covered his head. He had barely cleared away the long-standing trouble, and now he had sent another woman.

But he couldn’t resist Yeonhwa’s orders. With the money she provided every year amounting to tens of millions, and it had been a long time since he had taken the initiative.

Kang Hyesun, who was originally a special guest, disappeared overnight two years ago. The day she vanished happened to be a night when a new resident came in. Considering that the newcomer disappeared along with her, it seemed likely that it was the newcomer’s doing.

Not knowing when the police might show up, the director was trembling with fear. Strangely, though, nothing happened even after several days passed.

‘Did she get into an accident while running away?’

Not being able to report that she had fled, she couldn’t completely let her guard down. If Yeonhwa found out about this, her life would be at stake.

Yeonhwa only visited once, but instead, her secretary came every few months to check if Kang Hyesun was securely locked up.

Unable to even report that she had run away, fortunately, after a month, one of the residents in the convent died from illness. She suffered from severe schizophrenia and had been abandoned by her family, who even refused to claim her body.

The director mutilated the corpse and showed it to Yeonhwa, claiming that Kang Hyesun had an accident and died. Fortunately, even a tough woman like Yeonhwa seemed to be disgusted by something so repulsive, only glancing at the fake spots drawn around the ears. If she had looked closely, she would have undoubtedly known it was a different person.

After that, Yeonhwa took care of everything. However, Director Kim, who knew that Kang Hyesun hadn’t died, occasionally felt uneasy. ‘She must be dead, right?’
After that, Yeonhwa took care of everything. However, Director Kim, who knew that Kang Hyesun hadn’t died, still occasionally felt uneasy.

“Probably dead?”

She had been confined for almost 14 years. Since she was not in good health, she couldn’t go far and most likely died. So, maybe that’s why the police have been quiet all this time.

The escape happened in the early fall of the year before last, so it’s been over two years already. If she were alive, she would have done something by now, but nothing has happened. If the supposed deceased Daewon Group Madam had returned alive, the world would have already turned upside down.

“Well, she’s dead. Whether she’s dead or not.”

Director Kim nodded his head. There was no choice but to believe it.

“Let me go! Do you think our brother will just stand by if he finds out?”

Aerin’s scream sounded to the director’s ears like a Christmas carol coming from hell.

“Miss.”

Butler Kim cautiously spoke to the woman who had not come down from the treadmill for over an hour.

“It’s Christmas, wouldn’t it be okay to take a break?”

The woman addressed as “Miss” looked to be well into her fifties. Finally, the woman stopped the treadmill, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel, and asked.

“What’s Christmas?”

The woman, called Miss, who seemed to be in her mid-fifties, only slept four to five hours a day. She woke up early in the morning, read all the newspapers, watched the news, studied, met with lawyers, and spent the remaining time devoted to exercise. She learned various martial arts, worked out, and ran long distances.

Two years had already passed since the days spent here when she couldn’t even walk properly on two feet. The woman’s body, which couldn’t walk properly when she first arrived, was now finely sculpted with sleek and sturdy muscles. Despite being in her mid-fifties, she effortlessly handled the Olympic triathlon course.

Coming down from the treadmill, catching her breath, she asked again.

“What is Christmas to someone who couldn’t even protect their only child?”