Seongbuk-dong, Seoul. The grand mansion situated beyond the high walls was larger than any house Kim Yeo-joo had seen in her life. Marble floors, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and a hallway that stretched endlessly from the entrance. For someone who was worrying about monthly rent just a few days ago, everything was far too surreal.

Six men were already waiting in the drawing room. From a man leaning back on the sofa to one flipping through documents, and another openly fiddling with his phone. Except for the fact that their attire was impeccable, it was hard to find any common ground between them.