Ji Han, who had been in a meeting with the chairman, opened the office door with a face so red it looked like it could explode at any moment.

Thanks to the door opening suddenly, the secretary who was sitting at the desk hurriedly got up from her seat.

“CEO… ”

“Where is Director Kim?”

“He’s momentarily away. I’ll relay your message for him to come immediately.”

As Ji Han stared at her with an even sharper gaze than usual, the secretary flinched.

“Contact him immediately. And tell him to come in as soon as he arrives.”

Ji Han, who had entered the office, threw the document file he had been holding onto the desk.

Even after loosening his tight necktie, his chest still felt suffocating and his breath was caught.

“Damn it!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He sat down and pounded the desk in front of him.

Despite pounding several times, enough to reverberate throughout the office, his frustration did not subside.

He was in the middle of briefing about Traum, the apartment to be newly launched in front of Mu Jin and Min Guk that day.

The project, which started with the name of Ji Han, the CEO himself, was in the final stages.

However, his phone suddenly started ringing, and an urgent report came in during the briefing.

Moreover, the urgent report was about his divorce.

“A divorce scandal… You’re doing great. This is the successor.”

Ji Han could not forget Mu Jin’s cold gaze as he put down his tablet.

To think that a divorce article would explode just before the launch of an apartment with the concept of being for couples and families.

This incredible timing could not be a coincidence.

‘Yoon Yeo Jin… How could you.’

The woman who valued her external reputation enough to insist on being an anchor was thinking of revealing her own disgrace.

The document in front of him was crumpled in Ji Han’s hand.

The door opened with a knock, and Director Kim entered.

“CEO.”

“Director Kim, what does the PR department say? No. Tell them to block it unconditionally. Take down the article.”

It was an article that had to be blocked by all means.

“We’ve already taken action through the PR department. The official stance is…”

“I’ll handle the official stance.”

Ji Han’s disorganized mind gradually organized thanks to Director Kim’s swift response.

He had to think. Of a way to overcome this crisis.

And then, the charity event written on the crumpled bundle of papers came into his sight.

Charitable work….

If his memory served him right, there was supposed to be a donation event to help single mothers and underprivileged families soon.

“Director Kim. The charity event we talked about. When did you say the event was?”

“It’s in a week.”

Only then did Ji Han’s eyes flash sharply, as if he had found an outlet for his breath.

“Move up the schedule.”

The office of the programming department was buzzing with announcers who had just come to work.

Excluding the people who had gone into the morning meeting, Seo Rin was sitting around in the break area with her close announcer friends.

“Seo Rin, I saw the picture you posted on SNS yesterday.”

“Oh, I saw it too. Is that ring by chance from that famous designer?”

“Yep. Maybe? That’s what they said.”

Her colleague was talking about the proposal picture that Seo Rin had uploaded to her SNS last night.

Of course, the post wasn’t explicitly labeled as a proposal, but it had that kind of nuance.

Seo Rin remembered Yeo Jin, whom she had met in this chef’s class, and her lips curled up.

Because she remembered the woman who was full of teasing, asking if she didn’t like halfportioned things.

She thought she would be shocked to see the wedding ring, but her plan to give Yeo Jin a surprise was beautifully failed.

She had convinced Ji Han to go to the class by using the excuse of the baby in her belly.

“Ashamed? Why should I be?”

The ring was custom made for her in the first place, so there was no reason to be ashamed.

So, Seo Rin uploaded a photo of the ring on SNS over the weekend, along with some nicely wrapped words.

“Wow. That’s a limited edition, right? I heard they only make one pair for their wedding line.”

“I know, right. That brand is famous. For personal designs.”

“One pair? Acting like you know when you don’t. If you have money, you can get anything.”

Seo Rin thought the colleague who made that comment was pathetic, but on the outside, she kept an innocent expression.

She felt the eyes of the announcers sitting around her change subtly.

“Are you jealous? Well, would you ever get something like this in your lifetime?”

Feeling the chills all over her body at the fact that she had reached a position many people coveted, Seo Rin was thrilled.

She had always had to lift others up and protect her own position.

As if she was being compensated for all the hard times she had been through, these days she was happy every day.

But still, she put on a shy expression in front of her colleagues who were looking at her, hiding her true feelings.

“Really? This is a brand I only learned about when I got proposed to. I didn’t know much about it…”