“I’m sorry for demanding your time so abruptly.” Sitting across the table from Hwayeong, Saebom straightened her posture. The moment she had seen the older woman approaching, she understood why Jihun had called telling her to run. So this was it. Cursing herself for not moving faster, Saebom picked up her teacup. “Not at all. I didn’t have any plans.” “I appreciate it. Well, since you’re a busy person, I’ll get straight to the point.” Hwayeong caressed her teacup and spoke softly.