After Sun Woo left, Green was secretly worried that she might become depressed. But there was too much to do to just lie around.

First of all, Green visited the hospital where her mother was. She hadn’t been able to visit her mother often because she had been so busy taking care of Sun Woo and preparing to open the studio.

The caregiver greeted Green warmly.

“It’s been a while since you came?”

“I’ve been very busy lately. How is my mother doing?”

“She’s the same. Not getting better, but not getting worse either.”

Green nodded, biting her lip. She could only take comfort in the fact that her mother hadn’t gotten worse.

She approached her mother and stroked her face, being affectionate.

“Mom, Green is here. I’m sorry I couldn’t come often. Did you miss me a lot?”

Tears welled up in her eyes from guilt as she stroked her mother’s cheek, trying hard not to cry. Just then, the caregiver approached her. She seemed hesitant about something.

“I’m not sure if I should tell you this, but…”

“Please speak freely. What is it?”

Green was anxious, wondering if the caregiver was going to say she was quitting, but unexpected words came out of her mouth.

“Actually, your father came two days ago. He was very drunk.”

Han Moon Taek had visited his wife’s hospital room just once, when he substituted for Green while she was on a business trip to Thailand before her marriage. It was on the condition that Green would go to an arranged marriage meeting.

Green was very surprised to hear that he, who had never visited his wife’s hospital room since that day, had come to see her two days ago.

She was even anxious about what wind had blown her father, who had been neglecting her mother all this time, to come here.

But what the caregiver told her was truly unexpected.

“He cried for a long time in his drunken state. Saying things like ‘I’m sorry, I thought I would succeed this time, but I seem to have failed again, I’m so ashamed.’ He was wailing so much, it made even me feel sorry for him.”

The caregiver seemed to have felt a deep love for his wife in Han Moon Taek’s tears, but Green felt differently.

‘What’s gotten into him suddenly?’

She just felt frustrated and angry because he was a person whose actions she could never understand. But she couldn’t show all of that in front of the caregiver.

“Thank you for telling me. If my father comes again, please let me know.”

“Of course. Certainly.”

Even as she forced a smile towards the caregiver, Green’s furrowed brow did not smooth out.

*****

Morgan, who came to Green’s studio, also had a very wrinkled face. It seemed like things weren’t going his way.

“What’s wrong? Didn’t things go well with the stylist senior?”

“I liked the decadent beauty in the style of Timothée Chalamet, so I talked to the senior about it, but they hated it. Said it’s a typical case of going down the path to ruin due to an obsession with change?”

“That’s ridiculous. That’s not an obsession, it’s a challenge!”

Seeing Green getting worked up, Morgan let out a big sigh.

“So I completely ended things with that senior.”

“Hey, why do you handle things so extremely?”

“They told me to know my place. How could I tolerate them saying every Tom, Dick, and Harry talks about Timothée Chalamet?”

Green, who was about to tell Morgan to try persuading the senior well, flushed red at his words. She could not forgive anyone who would say such things to the swan she had personally nurtured.

“You did well. If someone who’s worked with you for years still can’t see your potential, you should cut ties with them now!”

As Green fumed, Morgan smiled bitterly yet slightly amused.

Ding!

With a cheerful bell sound, the studio door opened and Hannah, dressed flamboyantly, strode in. Her presence was overwhelming, especially since she was already tall and now wore enormous high heels.

“Hannah, what brings you here without notice? Are you feeling a bit better now?”

“Well, more or less.”

Morgan, who had been crouched in a corner, saw Hannah and stood up to bow politely.

“Hello.”

“Ah, so you’re Timothy?”

Seeing Hannah respond indifferently, Green’s eyes sparkled. She grabbed Hannah’s hand and pulled her to sit in front of Morgan.

“Right? He looks just like Timothée Chalamet, doesn’t he? Definitely not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry, right?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, apparently the senior working with him sneered that going for a decadent beauty is the shortcut to ruin, and that every Tom, Dick, and Harry wants to be Timothée.”

“What’s that senior’s name?”

“…Senior Jo Young Jo.”

When Morgan said the name of the stylist he had worked with, Hannah snorted.

“Still as cautious as ever when it comes to trying something a little different. I don’t know why Jo is so afraid. We should try it and see if it works or not.”

“Right? Hannah, you do it first. Like you said, we can try it and if it doesn’t work, we can stop.”

Green didn’t miss the opportunity and held Hannah’s hand tightly. But Hannah still responded with a lack of enthusiasm.

“I’m currently heartbroken. I’m on strike for a while.”

“Don’t be like that, just once. Hm? Just once, for my sake. Can’t you?”

As Green pleaded with Hannah, Morgan started to frown.

Although it was well-known in the industry that Hannah was a great stylist, he didn’t like seeing Green begging so pitifully because of him.

“It’s okay, Green noona. I don’t want to work with someone who doesn’t want to do it either.”

“You, can’t you be quiet? Hannah was almost about to give in!”

Green glared at Morgan, but he didn’t even blink.

“There are many stylists. I’ll find one myself, so don’t worry about it, noona.”

“That’s right. If you set your mind to it, stylists are a dime a dozen in this world.”

Hannah agreed with Morgan’s words and stood up from her seat. Then she strode right up to him.

“But are there also plenty of stylists who can discover and actually implement new characters for models? Are stylists who aren’t afraid of challenges so common?”

For a moment, Morgan’s eyes shook greatly. Hannah pressed him fiercely.

“What are you? You’re the one who needs help now. Why are you making Green beg? Is your mouth glued shut? Was your talk about going to Paris Fashion Week just empty words? Do you think they’ll accept you with that kind of attitude?”

After unleashing her harsh words as if she had made up her mind, Hannah turned around sharply and left the studio. Morgan, who had been standing there dumbfounded, gulped.

“Green noona. You’ll vouch for that noona’s skills, right?”

“Of course. I’ll bet my camera that Hannah will bring out true decadent beauty in you.”

As soon as Green finished speaking, Morgan jumped up from his seat and ran outside. It seemed like the first time she had seen this usually laid-back and leisurely guy move so quickly.

Morgan, who chased after Hannah out of the building, quickly scanned the street.

Thanks to her tall stature, he easily spotted her back figure just turning the corner of the intersection. Morgan gritted his teeth and ran towards her.

“Wait a moment!”

Morgan, who had barely caught up to Hannah, clutched her clothes desperately while gasping for breath.

“What?”

“Please. Please, help me.”

“Why should I?”

Hannah, who had been glaring at Morgan with fierce eyes, softened her anger at his words about wanting to repay Green.

“Listen well, kid. There are plenty of people in this world you should be getting help from. Until you no longer need their help, you should know how to bow down flat!”

“…”

“Do you think there are only one or two kids who disappeared from this industry after getting cocky about their mediocre talent?”

Morgan bowed his head deeply and pleaded with her.

“I’m sorry. I really desperately need help. Please, please help me.”

After staring at Morgan for a long time, Hannah finally spoke, pursing her lips.

“I’m in heartbreak mode until today, so I won’t work. Let’s meet at Green’s studio tomorrow at 11 AM.”

“Thank you. I’ll work hard so you won’t be disappointed!”

Morgan shouted loudly towards Hannah, who was coolly turning away. Hannah raised her arm and waved at Morgan without looking back.

Morgan also smiled, feeling relieved that he seemed to have gotten over one hurdle.

*****

“The party excluded me from this nomination and nominated a green rookie instead. Do you think this makes any sense?”

Jin Young Cheol, who had been spectacularly dropped from the nomination for the district he had been aiming for, went to In Young to vent his anger, trembling with rage.

“It seems the party wanted a generational change.”

“Generational change? Does the party become younger just by replacing with young kids? You need flexible thinking and not being afraid of challenges for innovation to be possible. Flexibility and a spirit of challenge come from experience.”

Honestly, Jin Young Cheol didn’t seem like someone with flexible thinking and a spirit of challenge, but In Young didn’t bother to point that out. Instead, she asked a practical question.

“So what are you going to do now?”

“I’m going to run as an independent. I’ll show them that my organizational power is still alive!”

In Young had to suppress a laugh as she watched Jin Young Cheol, who had been preaching about flexibility of thought and spirit of challenge, but in the end was trying to win with organizational power.

“Well then, we should start by taking promotional posters. Why don’t you ask Green?”

“What? What would that kid know about promotional posters?”

In Young didn’t say anything else, but opened her laptop and showed him the photos Green had taken of Sun Woo.

Even to Jin Young Cheol, who usually believed his son was the best in the world, the photos Green had taken of Sun Woo looked remarkably impressive.

“Who knows? Maybe Green will be able to make you look even half as handsome as Sun Woo. If so, I think you could attract quite a number of women’s votes?”

“What nonsense!”

Jin Young Cheol pretended not to listen to his wife’s words, but as time passed, her words kept echoing in his head.

“If she could make you look even half as handsome as Sun Woo, I think you could attract quite a number of women’s votes?”

After even Park Chan Wook and In Young had been won over by Green, he didn’t want to have to beg her too.

But now was a crisis almost equivalent to wartime, and every vote was precious. In the end, Jin Young Cheol, although reluctantly, bought a potted plant and headed to Green’s studio.

Contrary to expectations that it would be quiet, the studio was bustling like a marketplace. Several staff members were busy moving around with their respective tasks.

In the middle of it all, Green was frowning at something on the computer screen, looking at it intently. But what surprised Jin Young Cheol was the sight of a young man with his arm around her shoulders.

His hair, bleached gray, looked every bit like a delinquent, and his bare upper body with pants barely hanging on his hips looked like they were about to fall off.

The two were engrossed in conversation while looking at the monitor, but to Jin Young Cheol’s eyes, it just looked vulgar.

‘I heard she used to go to clubs and have one-night stands since she was young, so of course her behavior!’

Just then, something struck Jin Young Cheol’s back hard as he was glaring disapprovingly at Green.

“Ack!”

“Oh my, old man. What are you doing standing in the middle of the walkway like that?”

As a woman who looked just as wild as the delinquent next to Green snapped at him, Jin Young Cheol felt his patience reaching its limit.

At that moment, Green turned her head at the commotion.

“Hannah, what’s going on? …Oh? Father?”