Chapter 45

 

Three years ago.

 

"Coming through! Coming through!". Song Ae Ra was on the verge of a breakdown, and it was only 10 a.m. The elevator door almost closed when she hopped in, balancing a few files in one hand and two cups of coffee in another. 

 

Other than her, there was another man in there. Song Ae Ra looked sideways. She couldn't help but judge the man. Who wears a T-shirt and jeans to a freaking agency? And to the Moonlight Agency? No chance. But if he was in the elevator, the receptionist didn't stop him for whatever reason. She chose to ignore it. She already had a lot of things on her plate.

 

"Why's the long face?". Song Ae Ra turned to look at the man with a questioning look. "Why do you care?". She wasn't the type to speak impolitely to strangers, but she was in no mood to entertain him, no matter how handsome he was.