Chapter 6

I called James more than a dozen times.

He didn't answer any of them, and eventually just blocked me.

Actually, James was most ignorant about human relationships; he was just focused on academics.

In my past life, to snatch some of Dad's company shares from Mia's hands,

I asked him to help me win over people from those pharmaceutical companies.

He did it without any complaint.

I never considered that he was a professor at a prestigious university, so aloof, how he had to lower himself to beg those people for favors.

I only remember one thing from my past life.

I had secured a deal, got drunk, and called him to pick me up.

In a private room full of important figures,

I leaned against the sofa, watching that slender figure in white approach me, and called out "Here boy, here boy..."

As if calling a dog.

The highly respected medical professor, a man who had never lowered his chin before,

Being teased like this in public, I must have felt quite smug at the time.

...Everyone thought he would storm out.

But what did James do then?

He walked step by step to me.

Then, very naturally, he knelt down and held my ankle.

Closing the dangling high heel.

Looking up, his brow bone like a gentle fresco.

"It's getting cold tonight, don't catch a chill."

"Zoe."