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day, Valentine felt nothing but nervous anticipation. She had barely slept the night before, her mind constantly replaying the conversation she'd had

gain, pulling her

eting today. I'll be at my office at 2 PM. Please come

er. She ran a hand through her hair, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. The job was an opportunity-

Valentine had learned the importance of hard work and perseverance, but more importantly, she had learned to take care o

ang Woo, she had to look presentable. She chose a simple but elegant outfit: a soft white blouse tucked into a navy pencil skirt, with black flats. Her long, dark hair was

louse, she took a deep breath. "You've got this, Valentine," she w

ho had always played it safe-someone who had never taken risks, never ventured far beyond what she knew. But maybe, just maybe, it

she navigated the winding roads that led into the city, her thoughts swirled with questions and doubts. Was she making a mistake? Would she be able to handle t

reminded herself that she wasn't here to impress him. She was here to figure out if this job was r

raper loomed over her, its glass exterior reflecting the sunlight in a dazzling display of modern architectu

e arranged in quiet corners. The receptionist greeted her with a polite smile and directed her to an elevator, which whis

ary greeted her with a pleasant but professional demeanor. "

r carpeted in a deep shade of navy. Valentine felt like she was walking into a different wo

ge, glass double doors. She knocked once befor

The furniture was minimalist, but every piece seemed handpicked for its aesthetic value. Jang Woo himself stood by the large desk, his back to her as he ga

nce was palpable, like an invisible force that drew her in. She tried not to stare, but his profile was magnetic-the sharp a

the first time, she saw those dark eyes meet hers. There was something intense

y her nerves. "Thank you fo

chair across from his d

Woo remained standing, his gaze never leaving her face. The silence between them felt he

small talk. I think you've already gathered that I'm offering you a position with my company. But

dn't expected this to be so... personal. But she gathered herself, drawing on

er chest. "I care about people, and I'm not afraid to make sacrifices if it means helping those I love. I want to make a di

ut the position I'm offering? Do you think you're ready for something like that?

w it won't be easy. But I've never been someone to shy

ightest hint of a smile. "Good. Th

the table toward her. "This is the official offer, along with the de

s she flipped through the pages, she couldn't help but wonder: Was this her chance to

hing. When you're ready, let me know your decision. And remember," he sa

. This was it. Her future, for bet

she said softly, closing t

didn't know what was waiting for her on the other side of this offer, but for the first time in

e was ready. But she knew