When you sold his clients to someone else for money, he went under deep loss, but you flee the scene. After two years, though both were successful, he still had a grudge on you.

You were leaning on the railing of a high balcony sipping on wine. That's when he sneaks into your apartment and grabs you from behind. His hands grip your hair and yank your head back painfully and says angrily.

You little b*tch, you thought you could escape, huh?