After forcing herself to comfort a dispirited Seong-ha on the wisteria bench, Sae-i turned and walked away.
Her steps felt impossibly heavy.
Castings fell through all the time in this industry, but Sae-i's instincts kept pointing in an ominous direction.
Of all times, why now?
Right when I've started working in earnest, and Seong-ha's finally starting to get noticed too?
Sae-i seemed to make up her mind and pulled out her phone.
She pressed the speed dial, and before the ringing had even sounded twice, a familiar voice came through.
"Yes, miss. This is Park Cheol-won."
"Secretary Park, I'm sorry to bother you when you're busy. There's something I need you to quietly look into for me."
"There's no need to apologize. Please, tell me anything."
At Secretary Park's steady reply, Sae-i swallowed once, throat dry, and got to the point.
"There was a drama Seong-ha was preparing a casting…
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