A man sat reading a newspaper in a mansion lit by a dim lamp. He looked quite handsome with well-defined facial features, but seemed somewhat displeased.

“Haa…”

Soon, he dropped his head with a sigh. The door on the other side of the room burst open as a girl in a leather jacket stomped in.

“What, did something happen?”

She sat next to him and mockingly sneered, “Did you blow all your money on gambling again?”

“Yeah. Anyways, Sahyuk, there’s only a little scar on your forehead now. It’s barely noticeable,” the man calmly retorted at her mocking tone.

She angrily reacted, “What?”

“You know, where that kid’s coin hit you? I remember you furiously trying to wash it off.”

The memory of that day flashed across her mind. Three months had passed, but her fury and humiliation returned whenever she thought about it. She had never experienced such disgrace before.

“Don’t make me remember.”

Jin Sahyuk gritted her teeth and warned. However, the man had no plans of listening to her.

“You should’ve never allowed it to happen. I always tell you not to overestimate yourself.”

Tak. The man put down the newspaper. Jin Sahyuk glared at him without paying attention to the crumpling newspaper.

“Sahyuk, don’t misunderstand....