At Lena's apartment, after calling her contact for help, he assured her he would resolve the issue and call back when it was done.

Evelyn sat on the floor, nervously chewing her nails as she stared at Lena's phone, waiting for the call. Lena, munching on instant noodles with her mouth full, rolled her eyes.

"If you're that hungry, why don't you eat the cup of noodles instead of chewing on yourself?"

Evelyn sighed exasperatedly. "Lena, it's already getting late, and I can't go home until I resolve this issue."

Lena rolled her eyes again. "I'm still wondering why you didn't ask Roman for help. That guy literally has everything—money,...