Why Was Sang Woo In Debt Novels & Stories

I’m not being overconfident — it’s written all over the small exchange between them. When I finally ask Baekhoon what the plan for today is, he tells me we’ll be leaving for Daegu for a few days. The matter is serious: JJ Group’s outstanding debt with RMC has reached a breaking point. If it isn’t resolved soon, the consequences will hit hard — employees laid off, operations halted, and JJ Group pushed to the edge of bankruptcy. My head throbs at the thought. Even though Auntie Kim has already received her punishment, the damage she left behind still lingers like a shadow. And now, we’re the ones forced to clean up the mess she made. “Baekhoon,” I called softly.

I’d just met his parents last week. "Oh, baby." He crouched down and tilted my chin up with his finger. "Because I'm in debt. Five million dollars." His hand moved to my cheek. "You know what they do to guys who don't pay? They'll dump me in the river. You love me too much to let that happen, right?" "You saw for yourself, you only went for two million. That's not nearly enough. But if you can keep the big man happy in a little bit, my entire debt gets wiped clean."

"I understand this is overwhelming. But you don't have a choice. None of us do." "There's always a choice," I said. But my voice wavered on the last word. His jaw tightened. For just a second, something flickered behind those gold eyes—something broken. Then it vanished, replaced by cold stone. "No," he said quietly. "There isn't." He turned to leave, clearly expecting me to follow. When I didn't move, he glanced back over his shoulder. "You can walk," he said, "or I can have guards carry you. Either way, you're coming to Crimson Hollow Academy. Your family's debt is three hundred years old, and it's finally time to pay."

Dad aged decades overnight, and he sat slumped on the only old couch that had not been taken. "Sweetheart, I-I'm so sorry..." Dad's voice was hoarse with despair. The company had been maliciously targeted, and even after losing everything, he was still buried under debt, owing ten billion. In desperation, he jumped from a building, leaving Mom and me with 10 billion in debt. The system's voice interrupted my memories. "Player 66, your performance far exceeded expectations. Your understanding of the rules, exploitation of human nature, your composure and ruthlessness... You were practically born for this game. This 10.0988 billion can be withdrawn immediately to pay off your debt, or...

“Why?” He sighed. “Because when they were in dire straits, before I even met them, they owed a lot of money to a loan shark. They used the diner and the lot it stood on as collateral, without realizing they could not afford the interests. When the sharks came to collect, they couldn’t pay up. They took the titles and sold them to an even bigger loan shark. I came in the picture, helped them with the money.” “It must be a lot of money,” I murmured.

Values and morals did not matter anymore. A smirk appeared on Russell's lips. "What a brave daddy's girl. I'm intrigued. But you see, sweetheart... I'm an impatient man." He moved away from her and turned his back on her. He walked to the right side of the room, where one of his men was standing. The man moved away, giving Russel the space to look at the picture frame that hung on the wall. It was Sasha's picture. It was taken at a time when she was much more carefree. The glint of ecstasy in her eyes and the smile lit up her olive toned face. "I gave your dearest daddy five months. He could not pay me back. So now, I want the payment. And I think…" his voice trailed away as he turned around

Yoonha was needy and wanted a mother figure because his real one sucked. “I’m not innocent. I’ve been an awful person and done so many things. I was hateful. If I do nothing, the money just disappears. With that, I could rebuild the village, buy you ten thousand of these shacks and start a chain. Make your life something completely different so we’d never have to worry about money ever again. Pay my dues for being a cold, heartless bitch for so much of my life.” I point out and watch as her expression crumbles.

“I remember you now. You used the money well.” Song Joo Hee laughs. “I donated it away.” “You did?” Ahn Hana rests her chin on her palm. “Did it make you feel better?” “No, it didn’t.” Song Joo Hee tells her curtly, “After I signed the papers and let Lee Jang Sik get acquitted, I had to face the society that made my life hell in every way they could. Then, I heard about you and what happened to you. I guess karma exists.”

“You’re lying. Gavin wouldn’t..:” “He did.” Diana stepped closer. “And he’s the reason we were left in debt. The reason we lost everything. The reason I had to..:” Her voice cracked. “The reason I had to sell myself to him in this goddamn engagement. Because I promised myself I’ll ruin him and the stupid cult he is in.” My legs felt weak.The garage tilted. “No,” I whispered. “No, that’s not..:Dad was killed by..:it was a gambling debt. You said it was..:”

She knew Kang Wook, he was a thug whom her mum always borrowed money from him, since she had no choice. "Wae? Tell me, why did he beat you?" She asked in annoyance. "He said we still owe him a lot of money. that the money I gave him is small." Promise sniffed. "So, that's why he beat you up? Omma, how do you owe him?" Emily asked. "Twenty thousand won." Mrs. Chen sighed in grievance. Emily pressed her lips in a thin line and took the debit card in her bag. Once again she was going to use the debit card—just once more.