“Sure, I’ll meet her.”

Cha Uijae accepted without hesitation—so readily that it flustered Jeong Bin, who had brought it up carefully after a long deliberation. Jeong Bin asked again.

“Are you truly all right with this? I’m not forcing you. Even if you don’t meet her, there’s already plenty of evidence, so it won’t affect the trial.”

“No, it’s not for that reason….”

Cha Uijae rubbed the back of his neck and gave an awkward smile.

“I had something I wanted to say to her, too.”

“…….”