“You really don’t become the chairman’s secretary for nothing. You noticed~.”
Secretary Park was furious at the sight of Baek San-a grinning from ear to ear.
“Since when?”
“Since I made the sample for the viral campaign, of course? I only spread a little around back then, though, so you wouldn’t notice the humidity changing~.”
Bwoop, bwoop.
The humidity alarm she’d just heard meant the entire headquarters had been swallowed up by the high humidity.
In other words, Baek San-a’s influence reached everywhere in headquarters.
‘Could she go anywhere and I just never saw her? If so, then the voice I heard makes sense, too.’
The lives of nearly a thousand people in headquarters were in Baek San-a’s hands.
Even with the surface sealed off, there was one way to save everyone, but it would come at their own expense...
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