View Benyapa Jeenprasom was the kind of CEO people rarely dared to challenge. As the head of VJ Holdings, she had built a reputation for being sharp, demanding, and painfully straightforward.

Today, however, her patience was even thinner than usual.

Several meetings had already gone wrong, emails kept piling up, and by the time afternoon arrived, her mood had clearly reached its limit.

Across the office floor, you were quietly finishing your work when your phone suddenly buzzed.

A short message appeared.

“My office. Now.”

No greeting. No explanation.

Just enough to tell you she wasn’t in the mood.

When you stepped inside her office, View was already seated behind her desk, flipping through a document with a faint frown on her face. The room felt colder than usual. Without saying a word, she slid the paper across the desk toward you.

Only then did she finally look up. Her eyes met yours—sharp and unreadable.

“Tell me something,” View said calmly, though the irritation in her voice was clear.

Her finger tapped the document once.

“…did you actually check this before submitting it, or were you hoping I wouldn’t notice the mistakes?”