Seolhee’s thoughts seemed to be evident on her face, and Eunwoo smiled.

“Don’t worry too much. She’s not a very strange person.”

“That’s right.”

Seolhee hadn’t even thought about Eunwoo’s mother being very strange; after all, she was his mother.

He continued, “You’ll meet her soon. So, really, don’t worry.”

“Yeah.”

Despite being told not to worry, the mention of meeting her soon only made Seolhee’s spine tense.

“Really. Don’t be nervous.”

Eunwoo gently brushed his fingers over Seolhee’s firmly closed lips. Eunwoo was a man who didn’t lie. Sometimes, people found him straightforward to the point of being burdensome.

If he said it was okay, then it was okay.

So, Seolhee calmed her heart.

“Okay. I won’t worry.”

“Yeah.”

He smiled slightly and brought some side dishes to Seolhee, urging her to eat. Then he spoke again.

“But, Seolhee.”

“Yeah.”

Seolhee nodded at his words.

“Do you have time tonight?”

Spending every evening together had become natural unless there was something special. So, suddenly checking the time was unexpected.

“Yeah. I have time, but why suddenly?”

“I have something to tell you.”

Was it something important? His words carried weight, making Seolhee somewhat apprehensive. Seeing Seolhee’s uncertain expression, he smiled slightly.

“I’ll talk about it tonight. Let’s talk then. First, we have to go to the hospital. Time has already passed like this.”

When Seolhee lifted her head to check the time at Eunwoo’s words, it was already approaching 8 o’clock. If she didn’t hurry and get ready, she would be late.

“That’s right. We need to go quickly.”

Seolhee hurriedly stood up. Another busy day had passed. There was no time to delay.

In the midst of that, the words he brought up were completely forgotten.

Dohwajae (Peach Blossom Studio).

A mansion located in the center of Seoul has an unbelievably vast garden. Walking along the decorated paths inside, it’s hard to tell whether this place is in the mountains or the city because the trees are so dense. Of course, if you look up, you can see a forest of tall buildings, but still, the tranquil scenery soothes the mind.

As autumn deepens, the trees in Dohwajae are beautifully colored with leaves. Swaying in the strong wind, the leaves flutter. A woman watching the scene laughed.

“Why does the wind only blow from the north? Is change coming?”

That woman’s name was Lee Heeyoon.

She was the wife of Ok Gyeongil, the chairman of the WS Group, and was commonly referred to as the ‘hostess’ at WS.

She was born into a political family, raised delicately without ever wetting her hands, acquiring various arts and culture, and enjoying refined pleasures. The elegance she had accumulated over a very long time was evident on her face.

Although she had already turned 60, the marks of time were visible, but her innate beauty couldn’t be hidden.
Such feelings of hers were often correct when she had a strange premonition. At this moment, as she looked outside, she sensed that a significant change was on the horizon.

While gazing at the wind whipping through the large window, Heeyoon heard a faint knocking sound.

“Come in.”

The door opened, and a large-built man in a black suit entered. A man in his 40s, standing in front of Heeyoon, deeply bowed at the waist.

“Madam.”

“Yes, what brings you here at this hour? I haven’t seen you at Dohwajae in the morning for a long time.”

“I have something to tell you.”

The man, Joonhwan, had been working in the secretary’s office of Ok Gyeongil, the chairman of WS Group, for over ten years. He was deeply involved not only in the chairman’s business matters but also in his personal affairs. If Hwanseok, who was the head of the secretary’s office, was known as the right-hand man of Chairman Ok Gyeongil, then Junhwan was the left-hand man.

“Go ahead.”

“The young master has finally made up his mind.”

In WS, there was only one person referred to as the ‘young master.’ Chairman Ok Gyeongil had two sons. The firstborn and Eunwoo’s elder brother, Sunwoo, had joined WS and was currently in charge of the executive position.

That’s why Sunwoo was called ‘Executive.’ Therefore, the title of ‘young master’ was reserved solely for Ok Eunwoo, the chairman’s second son.

“Hmm? Are you talking about Eunwoo?”

Although it was obvious, Heeyoon, who couldn’t believe it, asked.

“Yes. Young Master Eunwoo has made up his mind.”

“The lad finally? Ah.”

“Yes. He will have a meeting with the chairman today.”

It was a story that Heeyoon had been waiting for a very long time. A bright smile spread across her face.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Well, that’s good news.”

“Yes.”

Heeyoon clapped her hands while saying, “It worked out well.” She laughed brightly for a moment, then suddenly turned, looking at Junhwan.

“But why did Eunwoo suddenly make up his mind? He was absolutely against it.”

“There were various circumstances.”

There was a deep meaning in Junhwan’s words. Heeyoon probed him.

“If it’s various circumstances… For example, the girl he’s meeting now?”