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Chapter 1 The Ghost Editor

Word Count: 1740    |    Released on: 18/06/2025

ye

ook Jun-park Dhan to

Ten years to claw his way out of foster homes, stolen identities, hacked accounts, and bloodstained hands.

e, he stood in front of the

shed. Unre

. Beneath the corporate shine was the charred ghost of a company that used to bear his family name. The boardroom was built over the ashes of his father's office. The b

dn't stopped

s steady

through the front doors - not as a billionaire, not as the orphan boy the world forg

s expensive - filtered, perfumed, artificial. Jun breathed it in a

smell

very time

Melted glas

ed Best Innovation Firm of the Year. There were streamers that day. Balloons. A celebration. His fat

de it past th

hallway. By the time the fire alarms wailed, the upper floors were already engulfed. Someone had tampered wit

. his parents nev

Jun unconscious near t

there. And maybe

ne pulled

arsonists. But something about Jun's small, limp body must've reminded him of something - a son? A brother? Regret?

ame tag he didn't recognize, no visitors, a

disapp

Dhan died that day

h, he went

nt the next ten years becomi

ence, but for hacking into the school board's system to change a friend's grades. The judge called him dangerous. The s

n juvenile detention. No ca

en Spectr

are to journalists and black-market traders alike. By fifteen, Jun was freelancing under

lectives. Slept with a blade under his pillow. Ate instant noodles in ab

't just

evo

celess conglomerate buying up distressed media firms, investing in military-grade cy

he face behin

s inten

e for fame. O

ch - enough power - to move aga

to blow up bu

eeded wa

The HR manager was tr

framed awards and fake ficus plants, her he

g. "He's brilliant, really, just... intense. Very focused. Very private. Doesn't

espond. He d

Su

fter the fire, had bought the crumbling remains of Dhan Corporation for a fraction of i

ool. Silent in public. Sharp-featured and untouchable. Jun had

e real

co

look up when they entered, his hands typing with mechanical precision, sle

woman said, voice softer

ally lo

world

d dropped into silence. Chi's gaze was sharp. Unreadable. Dee

dn't f

lowly. Then said, "

ll bu

st

" Chi

ine straigh

aid after a long silence, fo

noise," Jun

- barely. "N

e that... th

d. He came to dismantle le

week, he beca

n. But beneath the surface, his mind moved like a machine - tracking patterns

room router was unprotected. The copy room had

ed late. Every nig

time, Ch

d one evening, standing in the da

up from his scre

I own half of

act like you own th

. "That supposed

bserva

epped

don't gossip. You don't panic. You don't even breathe

voice. "Maybe I just don't

ared a

pectedly -

warm. It w

t was

, eyes gleaming. "I thought you were

cing him. They were

scare me,

replied. "Fe

- like they recognized something in each other.

ke into the server room, the s

ecurity had rotated. The

d like

the reader. One green blink. The

skeletons buried behind firewalls Jun had already dismantled from th

ed the fl

rnal memos, falsified reports - proof that the empire buil

th

e behi

enius..." Chi said cold

dn't f

ash drive now hidden in

rd. You bypassed three security doors. And you'r

his head.

oser. "That's

. "But it's the on

locked - st

single word. But you've read everything. Watched everyone. And yet... no que

aid n

step. They were c

" Chi whispered. "And I don't kn

idn't

Chi kis

harp. F

dn't s

weet. It wa

s des

Breat

un's voice was ice. "You

ed. "Then why di

dn't a

he did

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