"My company pays the maximum amount of tax every month and never touches anything shady. I've got nothing to worry about."
Suho leaned back in his chair at the café, stirring his latte like a man who owned half the city.
Inside though, he was screaming: Influence is great, but wouldn't it be better if the company had more influence… and lost more money doing it?
Across from him, Choi Yeji tapped her delicate fingers against the cup and fell silent. She had known Suho since they were children—the Kim family's proud young heir, always surrounded by rumors, deals, and that effortless confidence. Now here he was, casually offering her a legal director position.
Her chest felt tight, not only from the job offer but because of who was making it. She had admired him for years, quietly holding that crush in the corners of her heart. Yet she forced herself to stay professional.
