“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

copy of The Power

Emmanuel barging

at him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Emmanuel recovered from the

beautiful stranger, he

to beat its way out of his

he ever felt so

his twenty-eight years of

countless female bodies he

gynecologist hardly appealed

even wondered if he was attracted

at all.

odds, it seemed, the young

made his heart race

nervous, or am I already

noticed a large

on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm

her table and taking a seat opposite

young woman’s

There was even a hint of

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man!

bad enough, but he’s

like it’s nobody’s business?

Emmanuel noticed a large

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm himself

her table and taking a

young woman’s expression

There was even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

man!

bad enough, but he’s going

like it’s nobody’s business?

ignored her expression. It

woman had scoffed at

free to go their separate ways after

date done and over

introduced himself, declaring,

I’m twenty-eight years old, and I

gynecologist. I make eighty

car or a

would need an incredible amount

to a

calm

young woman stared at him in shock. A

a smirk, and she replied

of

meet you. I’m

years old with dual doctorates

and business administration from

three billion last year, and I have

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck is

thought women on blind dates came

red flags.

however, was arguably

catch? Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

fantastical

at his perplexed expression.

in her cool gaze

introduced herself to put the

and intimidate him into

lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

Mackenzie was telling the

decided to

so he could at least mollify

date did not result in a trip

don’t make much, but if you decide

me, I promise I’ll always protect and

household chores so you

Of course, I hope you’ll allow

pride in front of my

I can give

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that

single breath.

dumbfounded at

apparent lack of shame

lower salary.

later, she burst into a

a man who could humor her

are you laughing about?” Unimpressed

Emmanuel continued, “I know I

promise I’ll be

husband if we’re married!”

to keep

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