"Sometimes, the most obvious thing is not that obvious."         Wang Media Building, Apgujeong-dong Jackson Wang's office 10:44 a.m.     “Heol…” the blonde haired managing director almost choked on his coffee when he read one of the articles that was going to be printed on tomorrow daily newspaper.     “Please take this one out,” he told Chief Editor Song while pointing at the said article, a cute frown appeared on his forehead.     “But, Sir, no other company gets this information. If we have this published tomorrow, it will be beneficial for our company,” the Chief Editor rebuffed.     “That’s why we should take this article out, Chief Song,” he persisted.     “Sir, if publishing this article could lead us to an exclusive interview, we will –”     “Take. The. Article. Out,” the now irritated director cut the older male off while shooting him his menacing glare, making the Chief Editor gulp in fear.     Well, the moment Jackson Wang got angry, which was rarely happening, he could be much more intimidating than the raged Mark Tuan or irritated Im Jaebum.     “Do you know who she is, Chief Song. I don’t want to lose a friend just because this stupid article,” he said with his usual angelic smile on his face. The poor Chief Editor nodded his head nervously. Now leave because you are giving me headache,” he added as he leaned back in his big executive chair, silently watching the older male walk out of his office in a rush.     Once he was alone in his office, he immediately took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. His call got picked up on the fourth ring.     “Is that true?” he asked.     “I guess you heard it already?” the man from the other side replied, nothing change from his usual calm tone.     “Does she know?” Jackson’s eyebrows furrowed with concern.     “Not yet.”     “Should I tell Mark?”     “I will. I’m on my way to his office now,” the man said.     “Anyway, I have blocked an article about it from getting released. No worry since no other company knows about it,” Jackson told him.     “Always thanks to you, Jia Er.”           Tuan Life Tower, Apgujeong-dong Mark Tuan's office 11:04 a.m.     Oh Sehun strode into Tuan Life Tower wearing his usual poker face. His presence attracted some female workers’ attention but the young lad simply walked with his eyes straight ahead.     He pushed the elevator button and got himself into the metal box when the door slid open. A sharp note signaled the opening of doors as the elevator arrived on the top floor.     Less than an hour ago he got a call from his mother, telling him an important matter related to his dearest sister. Soon as his mother ended the call, he texted the only heir of Tuan Group, asking if he could meet him before lunch. The lad only needed to mention a single name to make the Tuan boy cancelled his meeting and agreed to meet him.     Mark Tuan was pacing back and forth in his office when his secretary knocked on his door and announced Sehun’s arrival.     “She will freak out the moment she finds out the real reason halmae summons her here,” Sehun said as she settled down on a black leather sofa across from Mark.     “Are you sure it’s final?” Mark arched an eyebrow. “I mean, they made you marry the heiress of Parkland Group. Is it important to make her marry the son of another top company? Oh Group has grown stronger than ever since your marriage announced.”     Sehun scowled when the fellow brought up the sensitive topic.     “We are lack of connection with notable companies based in China mainland. That’s why halmae sees this arrangement as an opportunity to support Oh Group’s expansion in China,” he explained.     “Is that why she tries to pair her with Han from Lu Group?” Mark shot him a look.     Perhaps, halmae forgot that Tuan Group was the most powerful company in China whose subsidiaries led practically all business sectors in the mainland.     “Lu Group comes right under yours. She must see them as the best choice out there. Besides, they are looking for a partnership to establish their first ever subsidiary here in Korea. The arranged marriage is actually beneficial for both families.” Sehun nodded his head.     Let’s say it again.     Lu group comes right under yours. She must see them as the best choice out there.     But halmae, best was supposed to mean ‘none comes above it’.     “Han seems nice but he is totally not her type. There is no way she will agree to marry him.” Mark shook his head.     “I know, right? Ever since she broke up with him, she shows no interest in starting a new relationship. I don’t know whether it’s because she is afraid of getting hurt again or she is still unable to forget him,” Sehun replied, his usually lifeless eyes filled with worry while Mark suddenly tensed, his fists clenched in his lap.     “Do you have any plan?”     “She