Three years ago, I worked hard to inherit the position of heir to [Beomjin Group], a massive company that operates luxury hotels, resorts, and shopping malls all at once. However, the owner of that position had already been decided.

'Then is there any need for me to receive more heir training?' As soon as that question arose, I turned my steps away from the building where the fancy chandeliers were shining.

Walking through the rainy streets without an umbrella, I prepared to screw over that damn old man who had brainwashed me, saying until his mouth went dry, "The heirs of Beomjin Group must enter into arranged marriages with people of their own rank."

I needed a woman who was very ordinary, inconspicuous, yet bad at saying no—someone who wouldn't meet expectations, so that the high-and-mighty old man would be disappointed and I could easily escape the position of heir.