Rebirth: Reborn as the Third Master of the Woo Family
By Zorry Sunblaze
Episode title: The Fall of the Tae Family
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After gathering evidence of what the Tae family had been doing, I released everything through the shadows. Their crimes—fraud, bribery, and bloodshed—spread like wildfire. In just days, the world saw the true face of the Tae family. Their power crumbled, their wealth devoured by the very scandals they once hid.
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There was a knock at the door.
I smirked knowingly before opening it. As expected—it was Sulin.
Her face was pale, her figure fragile. She had lost so much weight in only two days, her arrogance nowhere to be found.
"Young master, please… I need your help," she begged, collapsing to her knees.
I held back the urge to laugh in her face. Instead, I bent down, offering her my hand as though I were clueless about her downfall. "Are you okay?" I asked, helping her up and guiding her to sit.
"Young master… my company is falling apart," she stammered, her voice broken. "I need a loan. I promise—I'll pay back with interest."
I leaned back in my chair, smirking. "I remember seeing the news. But to be honest, money won't save the Tae Group. There is another way, though."
Her eyes flickered with desperate hope.
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Sulin's POV
Another way? My heart pounded. Salvation was still possible.
"I'll do anything for the sake of my company," I said quickly.
Kim smiled—a genuine smile. My chest loosened. Perhaps he was truly willing to help me. Maybe it was because he knew my son Kim… that faggot boy. Whatever it was, for the first time in days, I felt relief.
"You know," he said gently, "your late son Kim was my first friend. After I saw the news, I felt sorry for your family. I asked myself what could be done. But… I don't think you trust me enough."
There was hope in his eyes, sincerity I couldn't deny. He wasn't scheming against me—he couldn't be. His boyfriend Taeyang was sitting nearby, flipping through documents casually, occasionally smiling at Kim with such softness it made me sick. But I ignored it. I had no choice but to secure my family's survival.
"Young master, you are a very trustworthy person. Ever since you told me you were my son's friend, I began to see you as my own child," I said, faking affection.
"The only solution," he said, "is to transfer all your assets to me. You will go to jail—it cannot be avoided. But with my connections, I can keep your company alive. When you are free, I'll return it to you."
I froze.
He tilted his head, continuing calmly, "Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine. But the government will seize everything. When you're out, you'll have nothing. Your husband? He's broke. He can't run a company. Your rivals? They won't hand anything back. You see why I'm your best option. I don't even want your company—I already have my own family business. But I chose not to take it. Too much stress. So don't worry. I won't need yours. I just want to help my late friend."
Every point was solid, undeniable. My hand shook as I signed the documents without hesitation.
"You didn't read them," he said, pretending to be shocked. "What if I scammed you?"
"I trust you, son," I said with a weak smile before leaving.
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Kim's POV
As the door shut, I laughed quietly. "She's too naïve… a fool when it comes to money."
Tae's arms slipped around me, pulling me against his chest. "You've worked hard, baby. Get some rest."
I melted into him, purring softly like a kitten against his warmth.
He kissed my nose and smirked. "Don't tempt me. Once I start, I won't stop."
"I wasn't," I replied, laughing lightly.
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The Tae family's sins—murder, corruption, embezzlement—were dragged into the light. Trials were swift and merciless. The judgment: death penalty.
Tae Jim, my biological father.
Sulin, his mistress.
Both sentenced for their crimes.
The empire they once flaunted crumbled to ashes, and the world finally saw them for what they were.
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After the storm, I turned my focus to rebuilding everything my mother had left me. The company, the lands, the houses—everything Sulin once stole was returned to me. And through it all, Tae never left my side.
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When I returned to the Woo family, it felt like stepping back into warmth I hadn't realized I missed.
My long brown hair was tied in an elegant updo, light makeup softening my features. Beauty wasn't something I tried for—it simply clung to me.
"Baby!" Jiang was the first to run to me, her smile so wide it could split the sky. She hugged me tightly. "How was the trip?"
"I'm tired," I confessed, sinking into her arms.
She looked me over, then shot Tae a playful glare. "Didn't you take care of him properly?"
"Your son is stubborn," Tae pouted. "I couldn't stop him from overworking."
I laughed softly, watching their comfort with each other. It felt… like home.
"Appa! Daddy!" Yoongi's voice rang out as she bolted down the stairs, throwing her tiny arms around me first, then Tae.
"Baby missed you," she said.
"Mommy missed you too," I whispered, kissing her cheek. Tae picked her up, and they walked away together, leaving me with Jiang.
"Mom," I said quietly, twisting the hem of my dress. "I want to talk to the whole family. It's important."
Her smile faltered. "Is it serious? You're not sick, are you? You're not leaving us?"
"I'm not sick," I reassured her. "But I might leave… if this conversation doesn't go well."
She pulled me into another hug.
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Ahhh I see now 😮 thank you for clarifying! So:
Old Woo = Kim's dad (Jiang's husband).
Grandpa Woo = The patriarch of the Woo family.
In the refinement I mistakenly made Old Woo disappear and gave Grandpa Woo his role. Let me fix that properly so both remain present in the scene, and each plays his right part.
Here's the corrected refinement of the ending scene:
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That evening, the entire Woo family gathered. Even Hyung appeared via video call from Thailand, Shinwoo by his side.
"Why call everyone suddenly?" Hyung teased. "Or do you want to announce your marriage to Taeyang?"
I smiled faintly, glancing at Tae, who was busy playing with Yoongi, his cheeks pink. "I will, one day. You're not the only one who gets to marry. But that's not why I asked you all here."
Everyone—Grandpa Woo, Old Woo, Jiang, Hyung, Shinwoo, Tae, Yoongi—waited quietly.
I drew a shaky breath. "I'm not the real Kim Woo," I finally confessed. My voice trembled, but I forced myself to continue. "I was… reborn in his body. I was killed by my real father and his mistress. When I woke up, I was here, in your son's body. I'm sorry for lying to you since the beginning. I'll accept any punishment you give."
My head hung low. I couldn't bear to meet their eyes.
It was Old Woo who stood first, his steps heavy with age but steady as stone. My heart raced as he approached. He lifted his hand, and I flinched, bracing for the strike.
Instead, his palm rested firmly on my shoulder.
"You finally said it," he murmured
I finally lifted my gaze, trembling under the weight of two generations' judgment.
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👉 Question for readers:
If you were Old Woo—Kim's father in this life—would you accept the reborn soul as your son, or would you struggle to let go of the real Kim Woo who died?