Hatred toward the woman in the rabbit mask.
Hatred toward the silent man in the black leopard mask.
And a deep, agonising hatred toward whoever had orchestrated this calculated nightmare from the shadows.
Still, as he was forced into the back of the heavily armoured transport vehicle, a faint, desperate ray of hope flickered inside his frantic heart.
'At least... Only I have been caught in this mess. My family... my father... they must still be safe on the outside.'
As long as the supreme patriarch and the Lee Family empire remained intact, they could mobilise their unlimited billions, corrupt connections, and political leverage to scrub the evidence and pull him out of prison. That tiny, desperate thread of hope sustained him all the way through the transport process until the vehicle pulled up to the high-security detention centre.
