The day the dinner with Ahn So-jin had been set.
To save on travel, Sae-i stopped by the salon So-jin used instead of her usual one.
While Sae-i, who'd finished her prep first, was waiting for Ahn So-jin, the lobby dissolved into chaos in an instant.
"I said I want the director doing my makeup, right now — what exactly is the problem?!"
A lavishly dressed woman shoved at the manager as if she meant to grab her by the collar, shouting.
"D-do you even know who I am? You can't do this to me!"
The staff gathered around her, at a loss, shifting from foot to foot.
The manager, her face drained white, bowed her head again and again.
Sae-i caught one of the staff members and asked what was going on.
"That woman — she's the daughter of an executive at some other company. Looks like she has…
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