The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 114

Melvin strolled into the dining room to join Ethan, who was seated at the far end of the table. Ethan had his phone in one hand, his laptop open in front of him, and a furrowed brow that spoke of intense concentration.

The sunlight streaming through the large windows cast a warm glow over the table, but Ethan seemed oblivious to the picturesque morning.

Curious, Melvin walked over and took a seat across from him, leaning forward with a grin. "Morning, Ethan," he greeted, his voice laced with amusement.

"What's got you so focused this early?"

Without looking up, Ethan replied, "I'm just looking through my email and checking out the ladies who responded to my ad."

Melvin raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Ad? You mean that ridiculous ad you put out for a wife?" He leaned back in his chair, folding his arms.

"And how's that going? How many applicants do you have?"

Ethan chuckled without looking up, "It's over a hundred."

"What? Do you mean we have over a hundred ladies who are crazy enough to do this with you in this city?

What are you going to do then? Narrow the list down to a top ten?" Melvin asked incredulously.

Ethan finally looked up, his expression half-serious, half-amused. "Yes. I'm trying to do that. There are too many of them, and since I can't possibly meet them all, I'm just finding ways to streamline the process. Gotta narrow it down to at least five before I even think about meeting anyone."

Melvin burst out laughing. "Streamline? You make it sound like a business deal! This is your future wife you're talking about, not a new hire."

Ethan chuckled and shrugged. "Same difference.

Efficiency is key."

Shaking his head, Melvin leaned in again, his expression more serious now. "Why are you even going through this whole process, Ethan? We could hook you up with someone just fine. Take Rayna, for instance. I don't know what went down between you two, but she would've been a good fit for you."

Ethan's face darkened at the mention of Rayna, his lips pressing into a thin line. "Rayna?" he scoffed. "She's not my type; besides, I don't think she's that smart. I read somewhere that kids get their intelligence from their mothers. I want my kids to have the best shot at life, and I don't think Rayna has much to offer in that department."

Melvin couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of Ethan's logic. "You're judging her too harshly, Ethan."

Ethan's frown deepened as he turned back to his laptop. "Harsh? No, I'm not. I'm only stating a fact," he said, his tone more defensive now.

won't you say?" Melvin asked incredulously, and Ethan shook his

think about it. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. So, let's leave it in the past. She already gave

of her overrides mine when I've known her for a longer time?" Melvin asked with a snort. "First impressions matter,"

person is sad the first time you meet them doesn't mean they are perpetually sad. We need to change this mindset that first impressions define people. Different things can influence a person's behavior the first time we meet them, and you, of all

very smart

glued to the screen, "Now,

he said, pushing his chair back. "I'll leave you to it since I have to leave for work anyway. But don't say I didn't warn you when

media handles and personal details. Some had gone as far as sending him beautiful and sexy photos of themselves. He was about to dismiss yet another application when a particular name

intrigued by the uniqueness

left any social media details, something he had specifically requested in the ad. Instead, she had written a note that piqued his interest even more: [I can't reveal such personal information to a stranger I don't know. If you want my personal details, it's only fair you share

lips curled into a smile, a quiet laugh escaping him. The boldness of her response was refreshing, something different from the

"Golden Sun."

she had left, his heart

a few rings, a soft, confident

"Hello?"

to keep his tone casual. "This is the guy from the couple ad you

wasn't expecting a

why did you apply?"

an email, yes. But not a

Why?"

received lots of responses, and then again, I didn't exactly respond the way you requested. So, I wasn't keeping my

your response, and it made me want to know more about you. Would you mind telling

sticking with Golden Sun for now," she said, her tone playful. "I'll tell you my real name

genuinely

asked,

telling me your name, you can call me ET for now," Ethan said, choosing to be

the alien?"

"Exactly," Ethan replied, grinning.

entertaining. "Alright, ET. So, why did

actually still going through the list," Ethan admitted, leaning back in his chair. "But like I said

her tone still teasing. "I just couldn't imagine a stranger staring

raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Do strangers not stare at them on

think about it,"

vulnerable position. I