How pathetic the life of a woman is.

The saying that beauty leads to misfortune.

And the incomprehensible statement that he broke her jinx.

Isn’t she a funny woman.

“What did he break?”

Yi Han stopped his explanation at the muttered words.

“Why? What’s wrong with my explanation?”

Do Ha frowned as he looked at Yi Han.

Damn it.

More than her sad eyes, the woman’s wistful voice clings to his ears and won’t let go.

“I can’t concentrate. Let’s move.”

Do Ha raised his hand towards the waiter.

After indicating his intention to change seats, Do Ha stood up abruptly.

His back tingled for no reason, and irritation welled up.

As he walked away, the voice comforting the woman faded hazily behind him.

“Right. Once you pay off all your debts, quit this job. Then live doing what you want. Travel like you couldn’t before, date too.”

Travel, dating.

Was that what she wanted to do?

It’s not just funny, it’s trivial now.

A cold sneer escaped involuntarily.

Following behind Do Ha, Yi Han finally spoke up.

“Who is she?”

“Cha Hyun’s spy.”

Do Ha answered as if annoyed and sat down with an indifferent face.

Now that the woman’s voice wetting his ears was gone, he could finally breathe.

“Your aunt’s spy?”

Yi Han, who had finally taken in the woman with a blank expression, smacked his lips as if regretful.

“She’s pretty, what a shame. A spy, you say.”

“Pretty, my foot.”

Do Ha snorted as he recalled the woman.

“She’s just a funny woman.”

In the end, she’s willing to become Cha Hyun’s axe blade to save her life that’s been driven into a corner.

She intends to strike at him ten times with that dull blade.

Do Ha smiled bitterly as he filled his glass with ice.

“You live so pathetically, Seo Yeo Eun.”

And it seems you’ll become even more pathetic in the future.

“Let’s continue what we were discussing.”

Do Ha looked at Yi Han indifferently, trying hard to cut off his interest in the woman.

Yi Han, who had been looking around cautiously, resumed his report.

“Druid Nine’s side says they’ll even hand over the patent rights. In return, they ask for two seats on the board of directors. They say they developed it through their research, so they want to share in the fruits of that success together…”

Yi Han’s words continued for quite some time.

“With this, our investment returns have exceeded 700%. It’s a total jackpot.”

A total jackpot.

Just as Yi Han said, it’s a total jackpot.

If you convert the money invested in Druid Nine, it’s enough to handle one of the major affiliates of the Han Joo Group.

Do Ha’s lips curved crookedly.

That’s when it happened.

“Huh?”

Yi Han’s eyes grew round.

“Isn’t that Son Gyu Won?”

Son Gyu Won?

That psycho actor bastard?

“That bastard is hitting on your aunt’s spy?”

The head he had been trying hard to keep still finally turned.

* * *

“Baby.”

The one who roughly set down the bottle on the table, completely drunk, was Son Gyu Won.

“Who would’ve thought I’d see my baby in a place like this?”

Son Gyu Won.

He’s a national actor with many female fans, thanks to his sensual body and innocent face.

His acting skills are also decent, and as he entered his mid-30s, he became a much more successful actor than before.

Even this Son Gyu Won once had a moment of life-and-death crisis where he almost fell into the abyss.

It all started with an assault issue that arose during the process of breaking up with an ordinary woman he was dating.

As it turned out, Son Gyu Won had been enjoying multiple relationships simultaneously, and when it was revealed that one of them had an abortion, all hell broke loose.

As they engaged in a mud-slinging fight, Son Gyu Won’s private life was exposed in detail, and his image was completely ruined.

The ‘sunshine man’ image that his agency had been promoting completely crumbled.

Persona took on the task of rebuilding Son Gyu Won’s image.

Yeo Eun was the assigned trainer, and she pulled him out of the mud and put him back on the throne.

It was a much larger and more splendid throne than before.

Up to that point, everything was fine.

The problem was that, as the saying goes, a leopard can’t change its spots, and Son Gyu Won kept eyeing Yeo Eun throughout their work together.

Eventually, Yeo Eun couldn’t stand it anymore and turned his agency upside down. The issue was resolved with an agreement mediated by the agency CEO to end the training without a penalty fee.

In short, their relationship is the worst of the worst.

Instead of greeting her with “baby” like this and being happy to see her…

“It’s nice to see you again like this, let’s have a drink together, Seo Yeo Eun.”

As her nemesis grinned and exuded the smell of alcohol, nausea welled up.

“No…”

But before she could finish her words, Son Gyu Won filled her glass to overflowing with alcohol.

The amber liquid overflowed from the glass, soaking the table.

Son Gyu Won, who only straightened the bottle after the table was completely wet, smirked.

“Did I drink too much, or do I suddenly remember our Seo Yeo Eun yelling at me, calling me a pervert bastard in the company lobby…?”

Yeo Eun, recalling the same memory, snorted.

Son Gyu Won is indeed a pervert.

What’s wrong with calling a pervert a pervert?

“You should be grateful. I wanted to shout it in the broadcasting station lobby, but I held back and did it in your company because I didn’t want to ruin the image I created.”

Instead of the previous ‘sunshine man’, she transformed his image into the epitome of a homme fatale.

She changed his rough ‘thug’ image into an adrenaline-filled ‘macho man’, and replaced the ‘first love oppa’ frame with a ‘sexy boss’ frame.

The title he gained from that was ‘breath-sexy man’.

It means a man so sexy that even his breathing is sexy.

The problem was that Son Gyu Won really thought he was sexy.

He mistook the image she created for his true self and came on to her disgustingly.

That day too, he cornered her in the parking lot and…

“Thinking about it again makes me lose my appetite for alcohol, so please go on your way.”

It feels like sobering up instantly.

Breath-sexy man? More like breath-bastard man.

Even his breathing is like that of a son of a bitch.

Yeo Eun bit her lip hard and stood up from her seat.

“How annoying.”

Yeo Eun muttered in a low voice and looked coldly at Son Gyu Won.

“I see you’re still acting like this after I went to all the trouble of saving you, Mr. Son Gyu Won?”

The current Son Gyu Won is a creation of Yeo Eun.

It was such a perfect image makeover that his agency bought her a luxury sedan as a bonus.

She put in so much effort, and this is how he behaves.

“Mr. Son Gyu Won, you should do something about that frivolousness first.”

Well, of course, he’s no longer my client, so it’s none of my business.

Yeo Eun snorted coldly and grabbed Ji Soo’s wrist.

“Senior. Let’s go.”

And with that, she left.

“That crazy…”

Behind her as she left with her chin raised confidently, Son Gyu Won’s shout could be heard.

“Hey! You’re dead, Seo Yeo Eun!”

* * *

Yeo Eun, who left the whiskey bar without looking back, only then quickened her pace.

“He didn’t follow us out. It’s okay, Yeo Eun.”

Ji Soo, confirming that Son Gyu Won hadn’t followed them out, sighed in relief and comforted Yeo Eun.

“How annoying to meet that bastard here?”

“I know, right?”

He was number one on the list of people she never wanted to meet again.

Yeo Eun stroked her chest, grateful that the incident ended at this point.

A drunk Son Gyu Won.

It could have been troublesome if he had lost his mind and caused a scene.

Yeo Eun stretched out her hand to hail a passing taxi and pushed Ji Soo’s back.

“Hurry up. The taxi’s here.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll catch the next taxi.”

Ji Soo then anxiously scanned the entrance of the whiskey bar.

“What if that bastard comes out after you? You should go first.”

She was worried that Son Gyu Won might rush out and cause trouble.

“He’s always been after you.”

Yeo Eun smiled brightly as she looked at Ji Soo’s worried face.

“It’s okay. And the person who lives farther should go first. I’m close by.”

After sending Ji Soo off like that, Yeo Eun took another step towards the street to catch another taxi.

“I must have drunk a lot too. The ground is shaking.”

To have confronted Son Gyu Won in this state, I must be quite brave.

Son Gyu Won is a dangerous opponent if you don’t stay sharp.

Yeo Eun, self-deprecatingly thinking she was lucky it ended at this point, raised her hand towards a passing taxi.

That’s when it happened.

A strong force pulled her body back forcefully.

“Hey!”

Was it because her center of gravity suddenly shifted backward?

For a moment, she felt dizzy enough for her head to spin.

The large build and rough voice clearly belonged to Son Gyu Won, but the following words somehow didn’t register in her ears.

Judging by his expression, he was clearly spewing curses, but she couldn’t understand a single word, which made her laugh instead.

That seemed to grate on his nerves.

“You’re laughing?”

Son Gyu Won, who had blocked the newly arrived taxi, shouted as he grabbed her arm violently.

“Do my words sound funny to you? Why are you just laughing without answering? Do you find me amusing?”

Feeling dizzy again from him roughly gripping and shaking her arm, Yeo Eun irritably shook off his hand.

“Was that supposed to be human speech?”

He’s the type of person you should avoid, but it becomes impossible to do so every time.

“I didn’t know.”

Yeo Eun sneered coldly and muttered.

“I thought it was a passing dog barking.”

At that, Son Gyu Won’s face turned red and blue, just like a turkey changing colors.

“What?”

His voice trembled with anger.

Normally, she would have thought of an escape route first, but excessive alcohol draws more strength to the courage to fight back than to find a way to escape.

“What? Are you going to hit me?”

Go ahead and try.

Yeo Eun clenched her molars and shot a sharp glare at Son Gyu Won.

“You bitch.”

Son Gyu Won raised his hand high, and Yeo Eun tightly shut her eyes.

At that moment.

“Ms. Seo Yeo Eun.”

At the familiar voice, Yeo Eun’s eyelids snapped open.

Behind Son Gyu Won.

In the place where the taxi had been just moments ago, Cha Do Ha’s black sedan, which had become familiar, was now parked.

From the back seat of the sedan, through the open window, Cha Do Ha, who had been looking at her, spoke again with a leisurely face.

“Get in.”