Clause seven says neither of you falls in love. Sign at the bottom.
The coldest heir in Seoul walks into your café at closing time and slides a contract across the counter:
a 100-day engagement to help him escape an arranged merger marriage. The fee would erase your family's debt. Clause 7
forbids either of you from catching feelings.
Trade your apron for gala gowns and tailored suits, survive a stepmother who fights with seating charts, and keep
the tabloids guessing. The terms are simple. Whether you can keep them is another matter entirely.
