"What? Can't I even confront my own brother-in-law?" she snapped, her voice trembling with Disbelief and barely concealed malice. "I want to know what kind of hold he has over my daughter, and why you'd run to him when your father is—"
Jiho cut her off with a sharp, icy laugh that sliced through the tension, making Madam Lee freeze mid-sentence. "Injured?" Jiho raised a brow, the mockery curling her lips. "Excuse me, Mrs. Lee, but let's get the facts straight."
She took a deliberate step forward, her eyes never leaving her mother's. Each step was measured, deliberate, the air around them thickening with unspoken fury. "Your husband," Jiho began, her voice steady yet laced with venom, "was 'injured' because he was caught in yet another affair. Another mistress, another scandal. Not exactly an accident, now, is it?"
