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"You're late." When had his voice gone so deep? Pulse racing, Haru attempted to display calmness, hiding her sweating palms from view. Clad in a long red dress, one that boasted her slim and trim figure, she reclaimed her business-like demeanor. "Annyeong Haseyo, Jiyong, we meet again. It is my pleasure to see you here today." Haru replied calmly.

"So..." Jiyong raised an eyebrow looking expectantly at Haru, "So, Haru, I hear that Cheonsa Corporation is filming a new series, 'Lost Love', am I right? I would have thought that it would have been JiEun Corporation that should have been engaged? Remember, Haru, time is not stagnent."

Was that a smirk? No, no, this was business. Jiyong would not do such a thing, would he?

Swallowing a lump in her throat, Haru pushed a thick yellow file towards Jiyong. "Here is a quote and contract. If this meeting is to continue in this direction, then I do not wish for it to go on. Have a good day ahead. You may wish to leave first." Her voice had a tone of resignation.