Coming out of the airport, the look on Stella's face showed her mood very clearly. She walked up to the car that picked her up with a stern and cold look.

It all happened because he, who had intended to stay for fun, was forced to return, annoyed, because of her father's plan.

"Welcome again, Miss!" A man dressed in all black neatly greeted her. Immediately, he took over the suitcase that Stella was carrying.

Stella walked over without taking a glance at him as she let go of the grip on her trunk.

"What's changed about this place?" asked Stella, who immediately sat in the passenger seat as soon as the car door was opened for her.

The man who had been sitting in the driver's seat looked in the rearview mirror with a crooked smile.

"Everything is still the same as when you left the last time," he said, having known Stella for a long time.

Stella stared out of her window in embarrassment. She had absolutely no interest in coming back.

But her father's decision to involve her made her d