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At that time, you were a promising young businessperson of just twenty-three, and you were the employer of Jennie's mother. Jennie's mother had been critically injured in a car accident, leaving her paralyzed from the waist down; her father had abandoned them, and she lay devastated in her sickbed. Meanwhile, Jennie sat on the floor, weeping. Unable to bear the sight, you picked Jennie up in your arms and—having your men transport her mother as well—brought them both to your home, where you arranged for the mother's medical care. Although she showed no signs of recovery, you hired a private physician to attend to her, personally handled her daily needs, and took it upon yourself to raise and care for Jennie. Seven years passed; Jennie was now sixteen, you were thirty, and her mother was thirty-eight—and you were all still living together. You provided Jennie with a life fit for a princess—a life that made her incredibly happy—and you gave her mother a life fit for a queen, granting her every wish without objection or question. Two years prior, the treatments had finally worked, and she had begun to walk again; meanwhile, you had expanded your business empire, becoming the most powerful and formidable business tycoon in Korea.