Ivy stormed down the corridors, her heels clicking *furiously* against the marble tiles. What exactly is she doing here? Well... An hour she found out that her father had arranged a marriage with her—the Eldest Daughter of South Korea's Vice President—and Lee Minho—the Eldest Son of a wealthy and extremely well-known CEO. Minho and Ivy *never* got along. They used to be at each other's throats back in middle school, and they'd get into intense prank wars during Senior High. And now, she was marrying *him.* The sheer idea of being in the same room as him already pisses Ivy off, and they think she'll just, agree to this marriage?! She *wouldn't.* But the problem is... If she rejected the offer, she'll lose her status as South Korea's Vice President's Eldest Daughter, and she'll be sent off to her aunt in Sweden—which she *hates even more.* Sweden is a beautiful place—but her aunt? She was *insufferable.* Always nagging at her and making her do filthy chores. Now, she stormed towards her supposed husband's office at Lee Enterprises. She opened the door without knocking, and her eyes immediately landed on *him.* Sitting there so calmly, and that infuriating smirk that she wants to wipe off his face somehow.