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.

she noticed Emmanuel barging into the room,

him

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from the

beautiful stranger, he

beat its way out

had he ever felt so

years

bodies he had seen

hardly appealed

he was attracted to

at all.

odds, it seemed, the young woman before

heart race like

nervous, or am I

noticed a

on the woman’s table.

my blind date?

deep breath to calm

her table and taking a seat opposite

expression

hint of hostility in her

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging into my private

is bad enough, but he’s going to

nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

on the woman’s table.

my blind date?

breath to

and taking a seat opposite

young woman’s expression

a hint of hostility in her

pretty eyes.

this man!

enough, but he’s going to sit opposite

it’s nobody’s

her expression. It was

woman had scoffed at him.

were free to go their separate

done and over

himself, declaring, “Hi!

years old, and

a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand a

car or a

would need an incredible

things to a woman,

unusually calm and

woman stared at him in shock. A

a smirk, and she replied

of

meet you. I’m Mackenzie

old with

and business administration

made three billion last year, and I have

a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

thought women on blind

red flags.

however, was arguably

the catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or crippled?

Or infertile?

fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

his

in her cool gaze was

herself to put the stranger

spot and intimidate him

lingered in

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

the truth was

point. Emmanuel decided to go through

so he could at least mollify his

not result in

make much, but if you decide

me, I promise I’ll always

take over all the household chores so you

Of course, I hope you’ll

front of my family.

I can give you about five

thousand every month.”

was a well-worn script that Emmanuel

single breath.

was dumbfounded at his

apparent lack of shame at his much

lower salary.

she burst into

a man who could

you laughing about?” Unimpressed by

continued, “I know

I promise I’ll be a good

we’re married!”

to keep in her

demanded, “Why are you

Ms. Quillen? Don’t you

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