She had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. The main target, Akashi Seijuro, the sole heir of the Akashi Corporation, was finally here.

She approached with a wine glass in hand, maintaining her charming smile. But as she drew near, her heels slipped, and the contents of her glass spilled onto Seijuro's shirt. Her face turned beet red with embarrassment.

"I-I'm sorry, I—" She froze, seeing the cold glint in his heterochromia eyes. He was clearly annoyed.