Chapter 2

After turning right at the door, Emmanuel finally found

table number eight in the common dining area.

Sure enough, a woman was seated at the table,

looking like she was running out of patience.

Dressed in professional attire that accentuated her

beautiful curves, she was, by all means, a sight to

behold.

Even though she didn’t exude the same air of elegance

that Mackenzie had, there was no denying she had the

power to make men fall at her feet.

Thankfully, Emmanuel wasn’t disappointed in the

slightest. After all, he was well aware of his own

qualities.

Without further ado, he straightened himself up and

approached the woman with a smile.

“Sorry I’m late! My name’s Emmanuel Lowe. I’m

twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist

with an annual salary of eighty thousand-”

“Stop!” the woman coldly interrupted before he could

finish his introduction. “What’s the meaning of this?

With what little you have to offer, do you seriously think

women would want to marry you? I can’t believe you

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even had the nerve to be late! What right do you have

to keep a woman waiting? This has been an utter

waste of my time. Hmph!”

After firing off a barrage of questions, the red-faced

woman angrily splashed a gla*s of water on

Emmanuel’s face.

The latter, who was caught off guard, instantly

became soaking wet.

Nevertheless, Emmanuel didn’t lose his temper. After

all, he was indeed late because he went to the wrong

place, so he could understand why the woman was

upset.

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“Hmph. You’re twenty-eight and still only earning

eighty-thousand a year. No wonder you’re doing so

poorly! Not only do you lack punctuality, but you also

don’t seem to take life seriously. You’re doomed to be

at the bottom of the social hierarchy your entire life!

I’m shocked you even have the guts to go on a blind

date with me… Stop being delusional!” the woman

scolded as she shot Emmanuel a look of contempt.

The next second, she grabbed her bag and stormed

off, not once bothering to leave her name.

To add insult to injury, she even waved a wad of cash

Emmanuel’s face, then slapped it hard

as payment for the

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darkened instantly as rage

pulsing through his veins.

woman is humiliating me! I may not

marriage, but that doesn’t

have a temper! Argh! As much as I

actions, I know

capability…

woman was gone, Emmanuel, too,

café glumly.

he had only

a long-haired

a BMW and

but furrow

man is clearly staging a car accident.

so much trouble in

“Ah! Someone’s been hit!”

leg’s broken!

men immediately rushed

when the long-haired

ground.

guys must be the

then, a young lady hastily

sleeveless dress that revealed

of tender,

long, shapely legs

the neckline, there was no denying

S**y

How could

was driving so

the long-haired

the woman,

the crap! Pay up! Pay up

people in the café had witnessed the

unfortunately, they were so

no one

much do you guys

resigned herself to the fact

to settle the

group of thugs, however, began leering at

drooling

why don’t you have some

men suggested as he

tugged at her dress.

like that, what had

turned into

woman was so scared out

backward until

Emmanuel.

of her like the

of her and

long-haired man.

broken, and you’re asking

huh?”

seeing Emmanuel’s menacing

felt chills down their

the same time, Mackenzie was sitting in

the entire scene

knew that man would be

one else would have the

against five thugs.

Emmanuel

the long-haired man’s

the latter shouted in pain as he

the leg that was supposedly

gracious! That

too, had curled her lips

one of her properties,

how Emmanuel’s blind

thought he was a coward when he didn’t flare

splashed with water. Who knew he

doesn’t lose

I must admit, he looks rather charming

his tough

this? Didn’t you say your

mocked.

the onlookers realized that the

about his injury, they wasted no

and criticizing him.

thugs had also lost

all, they knew the

turned on them.

let you off this time, brat! You’d

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