“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

up at him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from the

beautiful stranger, he

about to beat its way

ever felt so attracted to a

twenty-eight

female bodies he had seen in

a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At

he even wondered if he

at all.

it seemed,

race like

or am

Emmanuel noticed a

on

She’s my blind date?

breath to

her table and taking

woman’s

even a

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man!

bad enough, but he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

sign on the

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to

and taking

woman’s expression grew

There was even a hint of

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man! Barging

he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

expression. It was not the

had

free to go their separate ways

done and over

declaring, “Hi!

Lowe. I’m twenty-eight years old, and

I make eighty thousand a

car or a

need an

things to a

calm and

young woman stared at him

lips curved into a smirk, and

introduction of her

you. I’m

with

business

made three billion last

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

women on

red flags.

was arguably

Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

sorts of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

at his perplexed expression.

in her cool

herself to put the

a difficult spot and intimidate him

expected, awkward silence lingered in

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the truth was

Emmanuel decided to

could at least mollify his mother,

result in a

don’t make much, but if

promise I’ll always protect

all the household

home. Of course, I hope you’ll allow

my masculine pride in front of

I can give you about five

thousand every month.”

was a well-worn script that Emmanuel

single breath.

dumbfounded at his

lack of shame at

lower salary.

she burst into a

man who could

you laughing about?” Unimpressed by

“I know

I’ll be a good and

husband if we’re married!”

to keep in her

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