"W-what did he say?"
Thinking of the man who seemed sunshine-sweet but was actually unknowably deep, Park Chaeyoung shivered.
"He said… it would be better if you didn't sign."
President Jin spoke slowly, his eyes carrying an indescribably profound meaning.
Better not to sign?
Park Chaeyoung was utterly unprepared for this answer, but she wasn't truly a foolish woman. She quickly read something from President Jin's meaningful gaze, as if recalling the scene of Park Jeongyun being taken away. Her complexion gradually turned pale.
Park Chaeyoung even developed an illusion that right now, just outside the office door, something terrifying was waiting to devour her, just waiting for her to refuse to sign and then suddenly rush in to completely swallow her...
In that silent, untraceable passage of time, Park Chaeyoung finally tremblingly picked up the pen and wrote her name at the end of the contract.
"Please, place your fingerprint as well."
