“H-hold on, Miss Choi! Please listen to me…!”0

Choi Yeon-Ha haughtily cocked an eyebrow. “I have nothing more to discuss with you, Mister Choi.”0

Choi Jong-Cheol the Director desperately responded. “But! Isn't this too un…”0

“Too ‘un’? What do you mean?”0

“…!”0

He was rendered speechless at the sight of Choi Yeon-Ha sitting relaxedly with her legs crossed. The aura oozing off of her seemed to forbid anyone from approaching her.0

‘You… You f*cking b*tch!’0

Choi Jong-Cheol would've dearly loved to unleash a torrent of insults in the face of this witch. However, he knew he must never do that. Worsening the situation would only plunge him even deeper into the depths of unspeakable Hell!0

‘Dammit! The issue isn’t with messing up one measly commercial!’0

One’s directorial career sliding downhill usually was triggered by something seen as “measly.”0

However, this was no ordinary commercial. After all, it was for a large media company. And the significance of such a gig should not be underestimated.0

Like how only the top stars were permitted to appear in such commercials, only the best directors were permitted to shoot said commercials. But now, a director hired to shoot a commercial for a large media company got fired on the day of the shoot? And someone else took over the job?0

In this industry, rumors and gossip traveled faster than storm winds. And such a story would be worse than a fatal blow to Choi Jong-Cheol's career. No, it'd be akin to an execution!0

Obviously, he had to avoid that fate at all costs!0

“M-Miss Choi! It’s not like I’ve done something terrible, no?! It was just a small mistake! A dumb slip of my tongue!...0