Devil

Chapter 5

The grand ballroom of the hotel was filled with the who's who of the city's elite, all gathered to celebrate Moonbyul's triumph. She stood at the microphone, a confident smile on her face, as she surveyed the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests, I welcome you to this momentous occasion. Tonight, we gather to celebrate a new era. An era where the corrupt and powerful are held accountable for their actions."

She paused for dramatic effect, her eyes scanning the room.

"Many of you know that Mr. Berthen, the former owner of this hotel, was arrested earlier today. What you may not know is that his downfall was not just a coincidence. It was a deliberate act of justice, one that I am proud to have orchestrated."

The room erupted into applause, with many guests cheering and whistling. Moonbyul's friends, Jaehok and No-Ra, beamed with pride, while Jessica grinned from ear to ear.

Moonbyul continued, her voice rising above the din. "For too long, Mr. Berthen and his ilk have exploited and oppressed our city. But tonight, we say no more. We say that justice will be served, and that the powerful will be held accountable."

As the applause died down, Moonbyul raised her glass. "So let us toast to a new era. An era of justice, of equality, and of freedom. Congratulations, everyone, and thank you for joining me on this momentous occasion!"

The room erupted into cheers and applause once more, as the guests raised their glasses in a toast to Moonbyul's victory.

Moonbyul stepped off the stage, a relieved smile on her face. She had done it. She had announced her victory to the world, and now it was time to celebrate. She made her way through the crowd, nodding and smiling at the congratulatory remarks thrown her way.

Finally, she reached the bar where Jaehok and No-Ra were sitting, sipping their drinks. She plopped down beside them, grabbing a bottle of wine from the ice bucket.

"Ah, that was exhausting," she said, pouring herself a glass. "But worth it."

Jaehok and No-Ra cheered, clinking their glasses against hers. "To Moonbyul, the queen of takedowns!" Jaehok exclaimed.

Moonbyul laughed, taking a sip of her wine. "I couldn't have done it without you guys. You're the best friends a girl could ask for."

No-Ra smiled, his eyes shining with pride. "We're just glad we could be there for you, Moonbyul. You deserve all the credit."

As they chatted and laughed, Moonbyul couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had pulled off the impossible, and now she was basking in the glory of her triumph.

Moonbyul slipped away from the celebration, seeking a moment of solitude. She grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses, then disappeared into a reserved room. Her friends exchanged knowing glances, giving her space.

Inside, Moonbyul locked the door and stepped out onto the balcony, the cool night air enveloping her as she gazed up at the starry sky. She held up a glass of wine, the liquid glistening in the dim light.

"To you, my love," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the wind. "I did it. I won."

She took a sip of the wine, feeling the bitter sweetness on her lips. She had done it. She had taken down Mr. Berthen and claimed victory.

As she stood there, lost in thought, she felt a sense of peace wash over her. She had done this for her husband, for his memory, and for their love.

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she gazed out at the stars, feeling his presence around her. She knew he was gone, but in this moment, she felt him with her, celebrating her victory.