Two days have now passed since she was officially exonerated by the courts. Sun went walking again, very slowly, enjoying the breeze brushing her cheeks. She was really free this time; no hiding behind a disguise, no more pretending to be anyone else. The sidewalk was free of people as she continued her stroll. Birds continued to fly above her head and cars continued to zip past her on the road. It felt so good to be out and about again, and live the life she had before her normal turned to crazy. The few people she did pass stopped and stared, but she didn't mind. They were not reporters or curious passer bys.

Her thoughts drifted as she began thinking about Joon-Ki, her pathetic, useless brother, who didn't mind her being in jail and even prefered it. She was to be a character witness against him as he stood trial for embezzlement. His murder trial was to be treated as a separate case.

This was downtown Seoul and for a busy city it was hauntingly quiet outside. Sun assumed the unusual quiet was due to everyone working in the offices. But that too was a passing thought. Sun was free. She needed to get back her days without him was long enough. She needed to get back to work herself. She needed to get back with her trainer so she can fight a match again. There was so much for her to do. She was unsure of the order in which to do it. She stopped walking now. She found herself in front of Bak Industries. Sun took a deep breath and opened the door.

The moment both of her feet stepped the threshold, she was met with many pairs of eyes, who seemed to stop in unison as she entered. There was a receptionist a few feet away, attending the greeters desk. She stood up now as it appeared that Sun was approaching her. She gave her a nervous smile.

"Bak Sun," she was now saying to her with an extended hand, "welcome back. Things seemed so happen so quickly no one was sure when you were to return. "

Sun walked forward toward her and shook her extended hand.

"Thank you," she answered sincerely. "I am just glad it is all finally behind me. Well, most of it anyway," she added thinking of her brother.

Sun turned from her and headed toward the elevator. As she approached it a crowd started gathering behind her. She didn't think much of it at first but as she stood in front of the elevator door and pushed the button she found herself compelled to turn around. She found that she was completely surrounded. A round of applause shortly followed. Taken aback she scanned the crowd. The faces she knew were few but close to her was one she recognized. It was that of Eun Gok, a businessman who worked closely with her father and always treated her like a daughter. Completely ignoring the elevator door opening she turned to him, a look of question on her face.

"It may have rarely been discussed, if ever," he started to tell her, "but we knew you were the real brain behind Bak Industries. Not Joon-Ki."

"No one believed you guilty," he went on, seeing the look of confusion on her face. "He could not keep a secret. The only one he really fooled was his own father."

"I still don't think I understand you," Sun finally answered back

"Everyone here," the man waved his hand to the crowd as her eyes followed, "everyone here believes in you. You are the true legacy of your father. Not your brother. And in the name of that loyalty to him, that loyalty is now yours. "

Fighting back the tears waiting to surface, Sun moved closer and embraced him. "Thank you," she whispered in his ear. She then moved away from him and then stepped back, waving in every direction and bowing in thanks. Hearing the elevator bell, she turned around, waited for the doors to open, and stepped in, a mischievous smile crossing her face, with the roars of the crowd behind her. Her smile widened as her thoughts drifted to her brother.

"There is still so much to do," she thought to herself.