"Want to be my secretary?"

"Take your pick.
One, sell your organs.
Two, go to people who might like kids.
Three, be my secretary."

What came out from the man’s arms
was a “joint guarantee” document—
something that would drag Lee Haena straight into hell.
Alcoholism, domestic violence, neglect…
and now, debt guarantees.

There was only one choice Lee Haena could make.
Become the secretary of the man before her, Choi Taegeon.

At her answer, the man gave a sly smile.
It felt like she had been caught in a trap she could never escape.

"You’ve slept with a man before… right?"