Suan had been on the receiving end of admiration her entire life.

  She was the kind of woman people chased after.

  Not the kind who had to put in effort.

  And yet—here she was.

  Chasing.

  Not just anyone.

  But Yoon Jiho.

  A man so infuriatingly oblivious that she now had a new full-time job.

  Making him notice.

  She wasn’t desperate.

  She wasn’t impatient.

  She just wanted to see him flustered, at least once.

  Was that too much to ask?

  And so, she started plotting.

  If Jiho wasn’t going to pay attention to her personally, then fine.

  She’d make sure he had to work with her professionally.

  A lot.

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  A company-wide executive dinner was being planned.

  All the top department heads, investors, and VIPs would be there.

  And, as usual, Suan had full control over the guest list.

  The board members wanted someone to present a formal company report.

  A representative who could speak on behalf of the company’s internal progress.

  Of course, there were many options.

  But Suan?

  She didn’t hesitate.

  "I think Yoon Jiho is the most suitable person for this."

  Everyone blinked.

  Jiho, who had been reviewing documents, barely looked up.

  "Understood." He nodded. "I’ll prepare the report."

  Suan smirked.

  Step one? Complete.

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  The event was lavish.

  An expensive restaurant. Private rooms.

  The kind of place where business meetings turned into social games.

  Suan arrived in a sleek, elegant dress.

  The kind that made people turn heads.

  She was used to it.

  She expected it.

  But the only person who didn’t even spare her a glance?

  Yoon Jiho.

  Instead, he was going over his notes.

  Checking financials.

  Going through stock performance metrics.

  Like this was a corporate boardroom instead of a luxury dinner.

  Suan sipped her wine, watching him with interest.

  "Jiho-ssi."

  Jiho finally looked up.

  "Yes, Miss Kang?"

  Suan smiled.

  "This is a social dinner, not a stockholders' meeting. Why are you working so hard?"

  Jiho, completely serious.

  "Because I was assigned a job."

  Suan’s smile twitched.

  This man.

  This absolutely dense, business-minded man.

  "You don’t have to be so formal," she teased.

  "This is still a professional environment," Jiho replied smoothly.

  Suan, who had never been this patient in her life, took a deep breath.

  Okay.

  Fine.

  She could play along.

  For now.

  .

  At some point, the dinner turned into casual socializing.

  People moved from business talk to personal conversations.

  And then, it happened.

  An executive suddenly turned to Jiho.

  "Mr. Yoon, you’re quite close with Miss Kang, aren’t you?"

  Jiho, calmly sipping his drink.

  "We work together often."

  Suan, watching him like a predator.

  "Very often."

  The executive smirked.

  "Ah, I see. So that’s why she picked you to attend with her."

  Jiho didn’t even blink.

  "She chose me because I’m the most suitable for the job."

  The entire table fell silent.

  Suan, holding back laughter, leaned closer.

  "And that’s all?" she asked.

  Jiho nodded.

  "Yes. That’s all."

  Suan sighed dramatically.

  "How boring."

  Jiho did not react.

  Because he still did not get it.

  .

  She had been obvious.

  Blatant, even.

  And yet, this man still hadn’t caught on.

  Instead of feeling discouraged, she felt even more interested.

  Because now?

  Now, this wasn’t just a casual attraction.

  This was a challenge.

  Suan smiled to herself.

  She wasn’t done.

  Not even close.

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  Chapter 17: "The Woman Who Staged a Show"