Seungjoon was aware of Changmin's sharp eyes, which followed his every tiny movement. He was sure that Changmin either suspected his behavior or hoped that he would jump to action as soon as he recovered. Thus, Seungjoon escaped to the only place where he could hide from Changmin.
The beautiful, tall girl in her clean-cut black suit bowed to Seungjoon as he stepped through the door.
"Good morning, Mr. Kim. I hope you are doing well."
"Thank you, Ms. Jang. Is there anything that I should take care of today?" Seungjoon asked his secretary as he took his seat in the oval office, which had a panoramic view of the city behind him. The office reflected Seungjoon's qualities: neat, elegant, and well-organized.
Ms. Jang checked the pad in her hand before answering Seungjoon.
