After receiving a text message from the Government of Civil Affairs, Hideous worked as if nothing had happened. There's no joy, pain, or anything. He just feels like he could work for a long time. Mr. Park is already used to this kind of hideous behavior; thus, this is nothing to him. In his spacious office, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun, Mr. Park saw Hideous; his head was down as his hands continued on working. It was as if he had no intention of stopping. Mr. Park stood respectfully as Hideous relayed the news of his divorce from Lilia. Mr. Park knew that sooner or later, they would go in separate directions, but how did this happen so fast? Was this the power of the position? Well, Mr. Park thought nothing about that. As the words sank in, Mr. Park nodded thoughtfully, understanding the significance of this development."I see, sir," Mr. Park responded, his expression neutral but attentive. This isn't new to him. It was because he knew that his boss had sent the div

She couldn't believe that his husband—no, his ex-husband—would do this. Now, she knows the reason why he wanted to divorce her as soon as possible.She had been with him for a long time, and even though they aren't living under the same roof or sleeping in the same room, she knows what kind of person Hideous hated. It was because, in the first place, he had made himself clear about it. The moment she stepped inside his villa, she was told that what he hated the most were those who betrayed him.Hideous fixed her with a cold gaze, his expression unreadable, but in his eyes, there's a disdain in it. "I have these because your movements have been suspicious, Lilia," he replied evenly, his tone firm. It was like he was giving Lilia no room to make herself in the upper hand. "I needed to know what you were up to."Lilia's heart pounded in her chest as she struggled to find the right words. This can't be; does he already know what she's doing? Does he already have an idea of what she did? Th

After hearing those words, Hideous couldn't contain his feelings anymore. As everything has sank in, he couldn't think of it as mere competition anymore. How could it be called competition when its lives have already been jeopardized because of it? It's simply a murder. Hideous clenched his fist in frustration as he tried to calm himself down. The anger inside him seems to be starting to resurface and needs to be handled well. "Damn Joseph Santos," he growled through gritted teeth, his voice laced with contempt. This enemy of his, from the very start, had crossed paths, and he really wanted to take him down. Even trying to do something so bad like this. "That twisted, conniving bastard will stop at nothing to achieve his goals."That's right, Joseph is that kind of person. Those who he thinks are hindrances, he'll get rid of them. Those who think they could betray him and get away from him would kill him. Those who opposed him did not have a good outcome either. That is the kind of p

As the president arrived at the mall, Hideous approached him with a respectful nod. The crowd inside the mall had finally subsided, and a somber atmosphere hung in the air."Mr. President," Hideous greeted, his voice calm but filled with concern. "I'm glad you're here."When the President received the news about his wife and daughter being in danger, after he received a call from Hideous telling him about it and giving him a little information, his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest. The president's expression was grave and worried as he returned the greeting. "Hideous," he said, his voice tense with worry. This is his wife and daughter they are talking about, after all. He nodded his head as the two of them walked side by side. "What's the latest information? Have they found anything?" he added, wanting to know everything from his trusted senator's voice.Hideous shook his head solemnly. "I'm afraid not, Mr. President," he replied, his tone reflecting the gravity

Hideous did not speak, but he opened it, scanning the contents with a mixture of disbelief and grim satisfaction.He stared at his daughter. He never would have thought that he could have this evidence in his hand. He thought they would continue to fight to the death. "Good work, Sherly," he said, his voice filled with pride. "This is exactly what we need."Sherly nodded, a determined glint in her eyes as she met her father's gaze. She then sat down in front of the chair where her father was sitting. "We have to act fast," she said, her voice urgent. "Before Joseph has a chance to strike again,"Hideous nodded in agreement, his mind already racing with plans and strategies."We will," he said firmly. "Together."As Hideous settled into the chair across from Sherly's desk, he couldn't help but bring up the matter that had been on his mind since their encounter. He really is happy to see his daughter safe and sound."Sherly," he began, a playful glint in his eyes. He gave out a playful