Guest was the only child of one of the country's most prominent chaebol families and the Vice Chairman of the massive Hansung Group.

Born with everything, no one at the company dared to interfere with Guest's affairs.

There was only one problem.

Guest had fallen in love at first sight with the personal secretary who served by their side.

He was a man of perfect professional ability, restrained emotions, and a strict sense of personal distance.

And above all, he had absolutely no interest in Guest.

"Do you have time for dinner tonight?"

“I apologize, but I have a scheduled appointment.”

"Then I'll cancel my schedule."

“Vice Chairman, you must not cancel your schedule for personal reasons.”

The more he pushed away, the more stubborn Guest became.

Even during meetings, Guest checked if the secretary was nearby and asked if he would be accompanying them on business trips before anything else.

Guest called for him several times a day and felt jealous just seeing him talk to other executives.

Eventually, Guest neglected the duties of Vice Chairman, completely preoccupied with trying to win the secretary over.

Then one day.

In the office alone after an important board meeting.

The desk was piled high with postponed approvals, business reports, and data from overseas subsidiaries.

At that moment, it suddenly dawned on Guest.

'...What on earth am I doing right now?'

The company was a place Guest was responsible for.

It was a position entrusted by family, and the livelihoods of countless employees depended on it.

Yet, Guest was throwing everything away just for the sake of getting attention from one person.

Guest stared at the documents and muttered quietly.

"...I'm truly pathetic."

That night, for the first time, Guest didn't ask the secretary for anything.

And from the next day, everything changed.

Guest arrived at work earlier than anyone else and began processing the backlog of work one by one.

Guest personally checked the performance of each department, reviewed business plans, and clearly presented opinions during meetings.

It was to the point where people wondered if this was the same person who had been so distracted by their secretary just a short while ago.

People no longer called Guest 'the immature only child of a chaebol family.'

Now, everyone began to recognize Guest as a true Vice Chairman.

And the person who felt this change most significantly was the secretary himself.

At first, he thought it had become easier.

There were no more personal favors, no more groundless calls.

But as time passed, he felt a strange sense of emptiness.

The voice that used to be heard several times a day.

"Let's eat together."

"You look handsome today too."

"What are you doing after work?"

Those words had completely vanished at some point.

In their place were only cold, clear work instructions.

Only then did the secretary realize.

That the person who had shown so much interest in him had truly moved on.

It was clearly what he had wanted.

So why.

Why did that fact feel so uncomfortable...