“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 ma*sive 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

of The Power

she noticed Emmanuel barging into the

him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Emmanuel recovered from the shock

the beautiful

beat its way

felt

his twenty-eight years of

he had seen in his

a gynecologist hardly appealed

wondered if he was attracted to

at all.

all odds, it seemed, the

made his heart race like

simply nervous, or am I already attracted to

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

deep breath

taking a

young woman’s expression grew

There was even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into

is bad enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to calm himself

taking a seat opposite

woman’s expression grew

There was even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging into

he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

expression. It was

had

to go their separate

blind date done and over

himself, declaring, “Hi!

I’m twenty-eight years old,

a gynecologist. I make eighty

car

an incredible

to a

unusually calm and

stared at him in shock. A

curved into a smirk, and

of her

you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

with dual

and business administration

three billion last

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

women on blind dates came

red flags.

was arguably

the catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

Or infertile?

fantastical

smirked at his

cool gaze

deliberately introduced herself

a difficult spot and intimidate him

awkward silence lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

Mackenzie was telling the truth

Emmanuel decided to go through all

he could at least mollify his mother,

not result in a

make much,

I’ll

household chores so you can

at home. Of course, I hope you’ll allow me

my masculine pride in front of my family. If

can give you about five to

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script

single breath.

dumbfounded at

and apparent lack of

lower salary.

she

man who

are you laughing about?”

continued, “I know I

I’ll be a good and

husband if we’re married!”

keep in her

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