Baek Hwayeon was betrayed and killed by those he trusted.
And then he returned, with all his memories intact.
From now on, he intends to make everyone pay.
* * *
“Would you grant me just one favor?”
He could not afford to shrink back, tremble, or watch cautiously as he did in the past, only to fail to accomplish anything and meet the same death.
“Alright, what are you offering in return?”
Jang Taejoo’s response carried an arrogance that suggested there was nothing he couldn’t do, yet he also seemed to be weighing whether the deal would truly benefit him.
“If you grant my favor first, I’ll make sure to pay you back afterward, Taejoo.”
Jang Taejoo’s sharp features were tinged with a cold air. His eyes were even more piercing. The words that flowed from his tightly closed lips were equally frigid.
“You’re making it sound thrilling, as if you plan to use me like some naive fool?”
