“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

noticed Emmanuel

him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the shock

beautiful stranger, he realized

its way out of his

he ever felt so

his twenty-eight years of

he had seen in his

a gynecologist hardly appealed

if he was

at all.

odds, it seemed, the

his heart race like a

I simply nervous, or am I already attracted to

noticed a large

on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath to calm himself

taking a

woman’s expression

was even a hint

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging

is bad enough, but he’s going

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath

and taking a seat

woman’s expression grew

a hint

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man! Barging into

but he’s

like it’s nobody’s business?

ignored her expression. It was not the

had scoffed at

were free to go their separate ways

blind date done and

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi! My

I’m twenty-eight years old, and

gynecologist. I make eighty thousand

own a car or a

would need an incredible amount of

such things to

calm

young woman stared at him in shock. A

her lips curved into a smirk, and she

of her

you. I’m Mackenzie

years old with dual

business administration

I made three billion last year,

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

thought women on blind dates came

red flags.

however, was

catch? Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

fantastical theories

his perplexed expression.

in her cool gaze

introduced herself to put

and

silence lingered in the air

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the truth

to go through all

at least mollify his

not result in a trip to the

much, but if you decide

I promise I’ll

household

course, I hope you’ll allow me

my masculine pride in front of my

married, I can give you

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that Emmanuel

single breath.

dumbfounded

of shame at

lower salary.

later, she

never met a man who could humor her

are you laughing

“I know I don’t

promise I’ll be

husband if we’re married!”

to keep in her

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