Haneul inhaled deeply, steeling herself as she stepped out of the elevator.
"It's all in the past."
Her heels clicked against the polished marble floor as she followed Ra Hyeon into the CEO's office. She refused to let herself be shaken.
"Just focus on the present. Do not be intimidated. You got this."
The office was nothing short of breathtaking—a floor-to-ceiling glass window offering a panoramic view of Seoul, sleek black furniture, and an overall air of authority that fit its occupant perfectly.
Ra Hyeon strode in with effortless grace, removing his suit jacket and draping it over the back of his chair before taking a seat. His movements were precise, controlled—like a man who never second-guessed himself.
Unlike her, who was currently screaming internally.
Haneul cleared her throat, forcing her nerves into submission. She was here as a professional. Nothing more.
"Shall we go over today's schedule, CEO?" she asked, her voice steady.
He barely looked up, reviewing documents on his desk. "Proceed."
Good. This was just work. Nothing else.
She flipped open her tablet. "You have a board meeting at 10 AM, a luncheon with the chairman at 12, and a conference call with overseas investors at 3 PM. After that—"
"Reschedule the luncheon," he interrupted smoothly.
She blinked. "The chairman himself set the meeting—"
His gaze lifted, sharp and unwavering. "I said reschedule."
Haneul clenched her jaw. "Understood."
She wasn't here to argue.
She wasn't here to care about how irritatingly demanding he was.
She wasn't here to notice how ridiculously good he looked as he casually leaned back in his chair, tapping a pen against his lip in thought.
Nope. None of that mattered.
She was here to do her job.
And to prove, above all else, that she wasn't that same naive girl from years ago.