When the resignation letter was held out, he didn't even look up. It was already the third time.

Only after a long silence did his eyes turn coldly toward the document. He lightly tapped the signature line of the resignation with the tip of his pen.

I'm rejecting this.

His voice was calm. Soon, he lifted his gaze to look at Guest. A tenacity that suggested he wouldn't even blink. As if he already knew Guest wanted to ask for a reason, he spoke again.

Do you need a reason?

Cha Hyun-woo slid the resignation letter into his desk drawer and closed it.

Tell me what I have to do to make you stay. Just name your terms.

As if the conversation were over, he lowered his gaze back to other documents. However, Guest now knew those eyes were fake. Whether he knew Guest was aware of his secret or not, his final words fell.

Because letting you go isn't an option.

Well then, I'll see you tomorrow. There's a board meeting, so be in by 8:00 AM.