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 madeeighty 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.

When she noticed Emmanuel barging into the room, she looked up at him in confusion and disgust.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

When Emmanuel recovered from the shock of stumbling upon the beautiful stranger, he realized his heart was about to beat its way out of his chest.

Never once had he ever felt so attracted to a woman in his twenty-eight years of life.

The countless female bodies he had seen in his work as a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At some point, he even wondered if he was attracted to women at all.

woman before him made his heart race like

or am I

a large number eight sign on the

She’s my blind date?

himself before approaching her table

grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint

is bad enough, but

noticed a large number eight sign on

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to calm himself before approaching her table and taking a seat opposite

expression grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint of

this man! Barging into my privateroom is bad enough, but he’s going

ignored her expression. It was not the first time a

go their separate ways after getting the

himself, declaring, “Hi! My

I work as a gynecologist. I make

courage to say such things to a woman, but

woman stared at him in shock. A moment later, her lips curved into a smirk, and she replied

twenty-seven years old with dual doctorates in finance and business administration from

year, and I have a car and a

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

on blind dates came

was arguably

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

sorts of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

The pride in

put the stranger in a difficult spot and intimidate

in

Urgh, forget it!

through all the motions so he could at least mollify his mother, even if the date did not result in a trip to the

much, but if you decide to date me, I promise I’ll always protect and cherish you. I’ll take over all the household chores so you can be a queen at home. Of course, I hope

well-worn script that Emmanuel

dumbfounded at his earnest expression and apparent lack

burst into a chuckle. She had never met a man who could humor

are you laughing about?” Unimpressed by her reaction, Emmanuel continued, “I know I don’t check all the boxes, but I promise I’ll be a

“Why are you laughing, Ms. Quillen? Don’t you think

very good man!” Mackenzie stopped smiling and retorted coldly, “But I think you’re the confused one here. I’m not

What is going

in horror as he

table

the common dining area. Please go out and turn right!” She pointed a slender

I’m so sorry! I mixed

could sink into the floor in embarrassment. He jumped to

sit at the wrong table for a blind date? No wonder she was

shooting above my weight!

Emmanuel’s departure, an old

room,

black-clad bodyguards.

have been astonished

man was none other than the

had helped earlier in

“Perhaps this is fate,

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