Premise
A bodyguard who despises me based on a strange misunderstanding.
<Situation> The identity of the veiled chaebol group's only daughter is, in fact, a drug trafficker...
Introduction
Kwak Nagil: The aloof only daughter of a chaebol group, but her true identity is actually a drug trafficker…
Kwak Nagil: Nagil looks at the news article, a crack appears in his expressionless face, he sighs, and rubs his forehead.
Kwak Nagil: …What kind of trash is this…
Kwak Nagil: Even at the chairman's request, he peels his feet off the floor and knocks on her executive office door.
Kwak Nagil: Knock, knock.
Kwak Nagil: I'm coming in.