A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1

“I know, Mom. I’m in front of the café. Call you later!”

Emmanuel Lowe hung up on his mother impatiently.

The twenty-eight-year-old man had never been in a

relationship.

After spending seven years in the army, he retired from

the military and worked at a hospital in Yeringham for

three years.

He was a gynecologist at the hospital and made

eighty thousand a year.

Worried he would end up old and alone, Emmanuel’s

mother urged him to settle down. Since he had no idea

where to begin when it came to dating, his mother

took matters into her own hands and set him up on

multiple blind dates.

Thanks to her efforts, he had gone on seventeen blind

dates so far.

Alas, wedding bells were clearly not on the horizon for

Emmanuel. It was frustrating. He knew he was just

going through the motions at that point.

“Help! Someone help me!”

Right before Emmanuel entered the café, he heard

someone calling out weakly for help.

you for your kindness!” replied the old man with a

smile.

Emmanuel realized then that the old man’s attire was

at odds with his airs. Despite his tattered clothes, the

old man’s clean hands looked like those of a man

accustomed to wealth.

Still, he had no time to satisfy his curiosity. After

confirming that the old man was unharmed,

Emmanuel rushed into the café for his blind date. He

never once considered being repaid for his kind act

earlier.

The café was massive and practically structured like a

maze.

Emmanuel’s mother mentioned that his blind date was

seated at table number eight. He wandered through

the confusing café, but before he could locate the

correct table, he stumbled into a special area.

The lighting was softer there, and the floor was

scattered with fresh petals.

The sweet scent of flowers wafted through the air. He

wondered if he had set foot in heaven.

Emmanuel raised his eyes and immediately froze.

A beautiful, elegant woman sat before a table in the

room.

It was no exaggeration to say she embodied

perfection itself.

The heavens clearly decided to shower all their favors

on her.

The woman quietly sipped her coffee with her legs

crossed neatly to the side. On the table was a

non-translated copy of The Power Broker.

Emmanuel barging into

looked up at him in confusion and

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the shock of

the beautiful stranger, he

beat its way out of his

felt

his twenty-eight years of

had seen in

hardly appealed to him.

he even wondered if he was attracted to women

at all.

seemed, the

heart race

I simply nervous, or am I already attracted to

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed

sign on the woman’s table.

blind

breath to calm himself

her table and taking

expression grew

a hint of

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into my

bad enough, but he’s going to sit opposite me

it’s nobody’s

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

the woman’s table.

blind

a deep breath to calm himself

taking a

woman’s expression grew

a hint of

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into my private

bad enough, but he’s going to sit opposite

nobody’s

It was not the

woman had scoffed at

to go their separate

date done and

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi! My

years old, and I work

eighty thousand a year and

a car or

an incredible amount of courage

such things to

unusually calm and unfazed.

woman stared at him in shock.

her lips curved into a smirk,

introduction of her own.

you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen. I’m

years old with

and business administration from Harvard

three billion last year, and

and a

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck is happening?

always thought women on blind

red flags.

however, was arguably

she’s mental?

Or infertile?

sorts of fantastical theories

his perplexed

her cool gaze was

deliberately introduced herself to put

spot and

expected, awkward silence lingered in the air after

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

Mackenzie was telling the truth was beside

point. Emmanuel decided to go through all

at least

did not result in a

declared, “I don’t make much, but if you decide

promise I’ll always

over all the household chores so you

Of course, I hope you’ll

front

give you

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited in a

single breath.

at his earnest

and apparent lack of shame at

lower salary.

while later, she

a man who could

laughing about?” Unimpressed by her

Emmanuel continued, “I know I don’t check all

I promise I’ll be a good and responsible

if we’re married!”

failed to keep in

annoyed Emmanuel demanded, “Why are

Quillen? Don’t you