He married her because she had similar eyes to his fallen "White Moonlight". After three years of marriage, she was his perfect and decent "porcelain wife", gentle and quiet, and could never make a mistake. Until he discovers that the works of the young painter she secretly funded are like a fire, burning away all his arrogant knowledge - it turns out that she is not soulless, but just gave all her heat to others. For the first time, he lost control and used his wrist to force the painter into a desperate situation. And she, at the banquet celebrating the summit of his business empire, slowly poured a glass of champagne over his head under the spotlight, with a clear and calm voice: "I have worked hard for you to cooperate with the performance for the past three years. Now, I am tired of it." She disappeared completely, leaving him with an unbreakable number and a painting that suddenly appeared in the auction house and was sold for a sky-high price but signed with her real name - the name of the painting was "Prisoner".
