In fact, arresting the trailing person was only a trailer. The person who ordered all of this was supposed to meet tomorrow.

“Prosecutor, don’t worry. We’ll capture the other two as well.”

When the manager laughed cheerfully, Jiho grabbed his arm and led him away from the crowd to a slightly secluded place.

“I have something to tell you.”

Jiho thought of those who could intervene to extract the trailing person. They wouldn’t stay quiet, and Jiho had no intention of staying idle either.

Jiho, tapping the floor with his toe, spoke with difficulty.

“There’s likely pressure to conclude this case quickly.”

“Pressure?”

Jiho didn’t say much, just met the gaze in silence. The manager read Jiho’s intentions without many words.
Sensing that it wasn’t just a simple tailing, the smile on the manager’s face vanished.

“Just the phone will be enough?”

The veteran man asked from the line Jiho drew.

“Before it falls into someone else’s hands. Can you make sure it’s me first?”

With a deep sigh, the manager nodded.

Without any words, the two exchanged meaningful glances. The requestor and the one receiving the request, a line that wouldn’t be burdensome for either. Perhaps that was the best way.

Fontainebleau Castle near Paris.

Lajin, dressed in this season’s haute couture dress, was in the final stages of a photo shoot on the hoof-shaped staircase.

A feast of snowy-white Lajin and vibrant colored dresses. The long skirt of the red heart top fluttered in the wind.

“The photographer asks for a majestic pose, like a queen.”

The demands of the French-only photographer poured incessantly through the interpreter.

“The current pose is good, and you’re free to express more.”

Although Lajin wasn’t a professional model, she had taken many pictorials for various brands. She knew very well how to move her body to achieve the golden ratio.

“The actor asks you to lift your chin slightly.”

At the end of the raised gaze, the grayish sky and the historic castle with traces of time created a picturesque scene. Sometimes, on days like this, with a hint of rain, the weather was quite nice.

The scent of old trees carried by the wind, the admiration of tourists from afar, and the hem of the dress tickling the legs whenever the wind blew. Suddenly, she thought of someone.

Prosecutor Kang Jiho…

Her new title as a boyfriend made him unexpectedly appear in her thoughts.

Even though she tried not to consciously think about it, he unexpectedly revealed his presence.

When she first arrived at the hotel and opened the balcony window, when the setting sun hung over the Eiffel Tower, and even when she ate the champagne and chocolate sent by the brand manager as a welcome gift. Lajin inevitably thought of him.

That’s why.

Knowing well that he was busy, Lajin made a video call under the excuse of showing a beautiful scenery. Of course, if he was genuinely busy, she was ready to end it without lingering.

“Please give us a last cut with a wistful expression.”

Lajin brought her hand to her heart as if praying desperately. Then, she lowered her chin slightly and closed her eyes.

‘Mr. Jiho, I miss you.’

Whether love is grand or he is remarkable, from the beginning, he had sown a seed in Lajin’s mind and firmly rooted it.

Prosecutor Kang Jiho never interfered with Lajin’s complicated family matters or troublesome thoughts.

‘How nice would it have been if Mr. Jiho had come with me.’

Even though she couldn’t see him often even when in Korea, the distance that grew between them made her longing frighteningly intense.

‘I must come with him later.’

Lajin’s small wish turned into a firm resolution in an instant.

Whenever she saw something good or ate something delicious, she missed him profoundly, even when he was in Korea.

“Good job.”
When the photographer clenched his fist in the air, the interpreter signaled the end of the shoot.

Two sets of haute couture dresses, three sets of cruise collections. With friendly greetings with the staff, today’s work was all done.

“Haeun.”

Haeun, who was cheering from a corner not to disturb the shoot, approached while giving a thumbs-up.

“You’ve been following since dawn, thank you for your hard work.”

“Hard work indeed. Thanks to following you, I got to see inside the studio.”

Haeun, who kept exclaiming, poured out her impressions of the day.

“Then please let me know the next schedule, Manager Haeun.”

With a satisfied smile, Haeun recited the next schedule. Today’s important photoshoot must be over; the only things left were mukbang (eating broadcast) and must-visit places.

“We need to move quickly. There’s a very important event today.”

Fired up by Haeun’s enthusiasm, Lajin changed into expensive dresses. The upcoming awards ceremony makeup and jeans outfit seemed somewhat incongruent.

But what does it matter?

When there’s a family-like Haeun and the excitement of exploring new destinations.

“Unni, it’s here.”

“Wow. It’s so charming.”

The place they hurriedly found was a small shop in the Marais district.

A small shop filled with cute stationery and tasteful items, especially lingering in front of cat postcards with the Eiffel Tower. Then, Lajin calculated her favorite item and wrote a letter to him in a corner of the store.

Holding the hastily written letter, she headed to the post office. She sent her first love letter to him in front of the yellow machine.

Would he be surprised when he receives this postcard? How much would he like it? Lajin waved her hand toward the postcard that had left her hand.

“Haeun, where to next?”

“Just a moment. Let me check the map…!”

“Why?”

“The caregiver lady called.”