A few minutes earlier…0

“Unnie! Please stop moving! We gotta put mascara on you again!”0

“Mister Eun-Sol, please drive more carefully! We can’t work on unnie while the van’s shaking around! Be still, unnie!”0

Han Eun-Sol sneakily lifted his foot off the accelerator while making the saddest expression a man could make.0

‘I'm not a wizard, so what the hell do you want from me…!'0

What was he supposed to do to stop the speeding van from shaking around? Expecting Han Eun-Sol to pull off a miracle that not even M. Schumacher could was being way too unreasonable, no?0

Top automobile manufacturers in the world invested astronomical sums of money in R&D but still failed to stop the shaking of moving vehicles. In that case, what could a single man even do here?0

Unfortunately, Han Eun-Sol couldn't mutter a single word of grievance in the open. That was because…0

He sneakily glanced at the rearview mirror and spotted Choi Yeon-Ha’s murderous glare.0

She venomously spat out, “That f*cking useless trash of a director! I swear, I’m gonna kill him!”0

“…”0

Han Eun-Sol silently resumed staring at the road, his tail firmly tucked between his legs.0

This was the current situation. Today was supposed to be an off day for Choi Yeon-Ha. However, the footage for a commercial she filmed yesterday inexplicably went missing, forcing her into an emergency reshoot that lasted the whole day.0

Even though her reputation as a tyrant on a film set was well-earned, Choi Yeon-Ha never once wrecked a production out of anger.0

A professional must know when to lash out and when to hold it in. Those who couldn't do that would not enjoy a long career in this industry.0

Human trash who always showed up late to filming...0