“I saw that. What happened?” Ilwoo asked as he took the seat next to his friend.

“I dont know. She looked so sickly.” Joongki replied, then they saw Minho stepped up on the stage and started speaking.

“I think something’s wrong with Saemi.” Ilwoo said.

“What do you mean?” Joongki asked.

“A few days back, she almost tripped, I reached out to steady her. But she seems frightened when I touched her.”

Joongki’s gaze went to the exit doors of the hall.

“I dont think it’s just being conservative.” Ilwoo shook his head.

“Well...maybe.” Joongki nodded.

“But, you have to admit though, she’s beautiful.”

Joongki chuckled and nudged his friend.

“You’re actually praising a lady.”

Saemi leaned and sat on the marble bench and let the cool breeze hit her face.

Her fists curled as she remembered what happened inside.

She took out her phone and dialed.

“Saem?” A groggy voiced answer after a few rings.

“Are you doing well?”

“I should be asking you that. But, what’s up? You’re calling at this time, something must be up.”

Saemi blinked remembering the time difference.

“Did I distrub your sleep?”

“Saem, what’s wrong?”

Saemi sighed.

“I feel uncomfortable here.”

“Saem, you’ll get better there. You just need to adjust first.”

“I know, but you should drop by. Visit here.”

He chuckled.

“We’ll see.”

Ilwoo pulled out his earphones as he went down from the treadmill. He wiped his sweat with a towel and walked towards the locker room, but then a bottle of juice appeared in front of him.

“Saemi?”

She smiled and handed him the juice.

“You go to this fitness center too?” Ilwoo asked.

“I just started today, oppa.” She nodded.

“Thanks.” He slightly raised the bottle.

“No problem, it’s a thank you gift. You were one of the first people to welcome me to Seoul again.”

“Well, you could see it that way.”

“Then see you later, oppa.” Saemi smiled at him before leaving.

Ilwoo looked at the bottle on his hand.

He shook his head and with a smile he walked to the locker room.

Saemi walked in Leesan’s office dressed in a pair of black shorts and a long chiffon top. She made her way to the elevator and pressed on the highest floor.

People were looking at her as she arrived on the floor. No one in the company knew her.

“Oppa?” She said as she pushed the door.

Minho looked up, he was speaking to his secretary.

“Miss, you’re not supposed to-”

“It’s fine, you may go. I’ll check my schedule later.” Minho dismissed the other girl and she stepped out.

“I brought coffee.” Saemi grinned at him and placed the cup on his desk.

“What brings you here?”

Saemi smiled.

“Before mom left, I promised her something, oppa.”

“What is that?”

“I’ll help you wuth the company.”

Minho chuckled.

“Are you sure?”

“Oppa, I didnt get my MBA for nothing.”

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