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

up at him in

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the

upon the beautiful stranger,

about to beat its way out of his chest.

once had he ever felt

his twenty-eight years of

bodies he had

appealed to

wondered if he

at all.

odds, it seemed,

race

nervous, or am

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

on the woman’s

blind date?

a deep breath to

and taking a seat opposite her.

expression

There was even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man!

enough, but he’s

it’s nobody’s business?

noticed a

on the woman’s table.

my blind date?

a deep breath to

and taking

young woman’s expression grew increasingly

even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into my private

enough, but he’s going

it’s nobody’s business?

expression. It was not the

had scoffed at

to go their separate ways after getting

done and

“Hi! My name

Lowe. I’m twenty-eight years old,

make eighty thousand a year

a car

need an incredible

to

calm and unfazed.

at him in

her lips curved into a smirk, and she

introduction of her own.

I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

years old with dual doctorates

business administration

I made three billion last year,

and a

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck is happening?

on blind

red flags.

however, was arguably flawless.

the catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

Or infertile?

fantastical theories

at his

her cool

deliberately introduced herself to put

and intimidate

awkward silence lingered in the air

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

the

point. Emmanuel decided to

at least

result in

much, but if you

promise I’ll always protect and cherish

the household chores

Of course, I

in front of my

married, I can give you about five to six

thousand every month.”

was a well-worn script that Emmanuel

single breath.

was dumbfounded at

and apparent lack of shame at his much

lower salary.

she burst into a

man who could humor

you laughing about?” Unimpressed

continued, “I know

boxes, but I promise I’ll be a good

if we’re

to keep

annoyed Emmanuel demanded,

Quillen? Don’t you think you’re being

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