Kim Min-Joon pulled an Italian silk handkerchief from his suit pocket and turned towards the glass wall.
Outside, Seoul's Central Business District (CBD) gleamed in the sunlight. Min-Joon was 35, and his company, 'K.M. Finance Holdings', was now counted among Asia's largest financial corporations. It was not just a company; it was an empire, the foundation of which he had laid ten years ago as a simple investment firm. Now, his company provided funding for clients around the world, and Min-Joon himself was the undisputed king of the financial world.
Min-Joon's life was an ideal for any outsider: flawless success, immense wealth, and a beautiful wife.
It was already 7 PM. He picked up the leather-encased phone on his desk and dialed a number.
"Has Seo-Yun arrived home yet?" he asked his housekeeper.
"Yes, Chairman. Madam has just finished her yoga class," came the voice from the other end.
Min-Joon nodded in satisfaction. His wife, Kang Seo-Yun, was just as perfect as him—a queen of the social circle, whose beauty was often featured on the city's fashion magazines. Their relationship, like his company, seemed strong and unbreakable. Every Friday night, they had dinner together, no matter how busy Min-Joon was. This was their tradition.
He picked up his briefcase and headed towards the elevator. Tonight, he had to tell Seo-Yun that he had bought a new holiday home in Jeju Island—Seo-Yun's favorite spot.
He did not know that at the very moment he was planning this surprise for his wife, Kang Seo-Yun, hours after her "yoga class," was parking her expensive sports car in a quiet, dark alley, and climbing the stairs of an old, unmarked apartment building.