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The Jeon family. A name that carried unimaginable wealth.A name respected by politicians, feared by competitors, and admired by the public. Their business empire stretched across several countries. Luxury hotels. Airlines. Technology companies. Real estate. Fashion brands. Everywhere people looked, the Vale name existed. To the outside world... They were the definition of perfection. A successful husband. A brilliant wife. A beautiful mansion. An adorable son. The perfect family. But appearances had always been expensive. And The Jeon could afford the most convincing illusion. Behind the gates of the enormous Vale Mansion... Nothing was perfect. Every hallway echoed with arguments. Every room carried unbearable silence after another fight. The smiles they showed the public disappeared the moment they returned home. No one knew. No one suspected. And no one heard the cries hidden behind walls built with money. The only child of The Jeon family was Jeon Jeongguk. From the day he was born, he inherited everything money could offer. Except love.

During the first few years of his life, Jeon rarely saw his parents. Mr.Jeon spent most of his time traveling from one country to another, expanding his business empire. Mrs.Jeon refused to remain behind him, building her own international company in another part of the world. Neither of them stayed home for long. Neither of them attended birthdays. Neither of them read bedtime stories. Instead... The mansion was filled with maids, butlers and bodyguards. People were always around jeongguk. Yet somehow... He grew up alone. Every evening, a small chair was placed at one end of the dining table. Hundreds of dishes were prepared. Only one person ate. The little boy often glanced toward the grand staircase. Waiting. Hoping. Listening for footsteps that never came.

The old butler smiled gently.

jeongguk looked toward the entrance one last time.

The butler lowered his eyes.

The servants exchanged helpless glances.None of them knew how to comfort a child who had slowly stopped expecting affection. Everything changed after jeongguk turned five. His parents no longer ignored him. Now...They noticed him. Unfortunately... Only when they needed someone to blame.Their marriage had completely fallen apart. Every conversation became another argument.Every disagreement became another accusation. Eventually... The accusations found an easy target.

Mrs.Jeon didn't disagree. She simply looked toward jeongguk.