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 the room,

him in confusion and

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from

stranger, he

its

felt so attracted

years of

countless female bodies he had

a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At

he was attracted to women

at all.

odds, it seemed, the young woman

made his heart race like a

I simply nervous, or am I already attracted to

noticed a large number

sign on the woman’s table.

my blind

breath to calm himself before

her table and taking a seat

expression grew

There was even a hint of

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into

but he’s going to

nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed

sign on the

blind

took a deep breath to

her table and taking a

woman’s expression grew increasingly

even a hint

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man!

he’s going to sit opposite

it’s nobody’s

It was not the first

had scoffed at

their separate ways after getting

blind date done and

himself, declaring, “Hi! My

I’m twenty-eight years old, and

eighty thousand a

car

an incredible amount of

to a woman,

calm and unfazed.

woman stared at him in shock. A moment

lips curved into a smirk,

of

I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

old with dual doctorates in

administration

last year, and I have

and a

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck is

thought women on

red flags.

was arguably

the catch? Perhaps she’s

Or infertile?

theories filled

at his perplexed

her cool gaze

deliberately introduced herself to put the stranger

spot and intimidate

awkward silence lingered

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

telling the

decided to go through all the

least mollify

not result in a trip to the altar.

much,

always protect

household chores so you can be

course, I

front of my family. If

get married, I can give you about five to

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited

single breath.

at his

apparent lack of shame at

lower salary.

she

a man who could

are you laughing about?”

continued, “I know I don’t check

promise I’ll be a good and responsible

if we’re

to keep

annoyed Emmanuel demanded, “Why

Ms. Quillen? Don’t you think you’re being

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