"Father sent a wreath?"

"Yes, sir. Chief……"

The office of Ha Donghun, representative director of Haryun Incorporated. It was the weekend, but there was too much waiting to be handled, so he had come in.

Ha Donghun had been going through the report Im Jaeho, the chief of his secretariat, had brought him, and he looked up, caught off guard.

Even seeing it in writing, he could not readily believe it.

When Father put Donghwi out of the family he had said it plainly.

While I am alive I will not see Donghwi again!

Ha Donghun had heard him say it, and so he had looked the other way and kept quiet even while Donggeon was tormenting Donghwi.

None of the family had a hand in it directly, but every one of them stood by and watched.

To be honest, apart from Donggeon, who carries a sense of his own inferiority about Donghwi, the other brothers had never been easy in their minds.

Through all the years that passed, Father gave no particular sign.

And now he has sent a wreath to the opening of a business belonging to Donghwi's son, whom he has never acknowledged as a grandson?

"What does it mean?"

"……" The chief of the secretariat did not dare add a word.

This is not a thing done at the level of the group. It belongs strictly to the affairs of the Ha family, great and small.

One slip of the tongue and his job and his household could both be left stranded, like the duck's egg on the Nakdong River.

"Hmm……"

Ha Donghun shut his mouth and let out a long breath into the silence.

"Which means Father has known about this for some time and has been paying attention to it……"

The delivery of the wreath to the H.R CAR opening was reported straight to Ha Donghun, the representative director.

Chairman Ha Cheolgon has not taken his hands off the running of the group entirely.

He is still in active service, with one foot half planted behind Ha Donghun's chair.

Ha Donghun looked out of…