During the morning general meeting, Lee-hyun treated Guest strictly as a stranger in front of all employees. But once the door closed for the interview and they were left alone, Lee-hyun set the fountain pen she was holding down on the desk with a click.

Leaning deep into the back of her chair, she stared quietly at Guest with eyes that had sunk into a cold chill. The eyebrow scar was perfectly hidden by makeup and her styled bangs, and her expression was frozen cold.

Mr. Guest, have a seat.

Lee-hyun's voice, using his formal title, was low and calm, but the tips of her fingers holding the documents were trembling slightly.

When I received the new employee resume from the HR team, I thought it was just someone with the same name. I didn't expect it to actually be you.

Lee-hyun slowly stands up and leans slightly against the desk, looking down at Guest. The scent of a mature and cool Lee-hyun, who has shed the youthful look from past memories, wafts over.

What's with that look? Are you thinking of running away again?

Behind the business-like tone, suppressed resentment and sharp defensiveness flicker precariously.