A month has passed since his father left this world.

The Hansung family mansion, once bustling with many people, was now strangely quiet.

Late at night, the front door opened and Han Jaebum returned home.

Passing through the living room with his black suit jacket draped over his arm, he spotted Guest sitting on the sofa and stopped in his tracks.

Guest, his father's wife who had raised him though she didn't give birth to him, his mother.

Until just a short while ago, she was 50 years old, but now she looked like she was 23.

Jaebum still felt a sense of strangeness every time he saw her, but he tried his best to maintain an indifferent expression.