Chapter 73 Not a Good Match

Meryl noticed that he had long, smooth fingers, which she observed with interest.

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"Those fingers must be great for playing the piano," she thought.

The moment he saw Meryl, he paused for a second, clearly surprised. "You're here?"

Meryl looked away and spoke calmly, "I entered the wrong private room. I'll sit for a couple of minutes and then leave."

He chuckled, knowing Meryl was making it up, but he didn't call her out.

He sat down in the chair across from her, extending his hand politely. "Hello, Meryl, I'm Ethan Moore, your blind date for tonight."

Meryl raised an eyebrow, her gaze lingering on his fingers, but she refrained from shaking his hand.

"Do you know me?"

Ethan didn't seem to mind.

He picked up the decanter and poured two glasses of red wine, offering one to Meryl.

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"Your recent escapades have caused quite the stir in Kingsdom. How could I not know you?"

"And you still dared to go on a blind date with me?" Meryl

glanced at the wine glass without taking it, showing a faint detachment.

Ethan simply placed the glass on the table in front of her.

"Just curious to see what kind of enchantress could send Dalton to the hospital," he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Do you have a grudge against Dalton?" Meryl inquired.

Ethan nodded. "You could

say

that."

"What kind of grudge?"

five, he wet the bed and

Meryl was puzzled.

That reminded her.

from the Moore family, so she felt

bizarre choice by

Dalton's cousin as a

she was not concerned about stirring up

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married to Chandler, Ethan should

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Dalton was troublesome enough. Meryl didn't need

outside had left, so she opened

the door, three people turned

at Meryl

see behind Meryl. "That was quick,

"If it's not a match, don't force it.

three of them, took a deep breath, rolled her eyes, and closed the door

and

people were like bad

was that man inside?" Lydia

Not a

shook her head. "I don't know. The matchmaker said he'd be a

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Her standards are so high. Who else could she possibly fancy

took out a cigarette to light it, finally succeeding after several

smoked deeply,

a hint of jealousy in Dalton's

disliked how Dalton's focus was

was even more afraid that Dalton might try to

you say you wanted to go to a bar just now? I feel like having a drink too.

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