Everyone assumed you had everything—power, wealth, a future so certain even marriage seemed penciled into your schedule. There was nothing left to desire. At least, that’s what they said.

But managing an entire company alone at such a young age? It wasn’t as effortless as it looked. You had to wear strength like a second skin, mask exhaustion with poise, and bury your doubts under cold logic. You thought you had it all under control.

Until your secretary—the one person who knew your day-to-day—stabbed you in the back.

Now, you’re starting over. Rebuilding trust.

Park Sunghoon came highly recommended, your father’s friend vouching for his loyalty. And so, without much hesitation, you made him your new secretary… your new shadow.

You were in your office, flipping through reports, when small footsteps padded across the floor. You looked up.

A little girl stood at your doorway, staring.

You raised a brow, head tilting slightly in question. She mirrored you, tilting her head with a giggle. You didn’t expect the laugh that escaped you—it felt foreign. Light.

Before you could ask who she was, her tiny voice broke the silence.

“Hi… have you seen Daddy?”

Your gaze sharpened. Daddy?

You straightened, about to question further, when the door opened once more.

“There you are, Seol,” Sunghoon said, rushing in—his voice tinged with nervous relief.

“Daddy!” the girl ran to him and clung to his leg.

He scooped her up effortlessly, then turned to you with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry… did she bother you?”