Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

“If you’re so concerned, there’s no need for a conversation!” Emmanuel said with amusement, “I’ve never seen such an influential woman before. So, I’m afraid I won’t be able to engage in a meaningful discussion with her.”

Hattie remained unmoved by his sarcastic comment.

However, Dominique immediately responded, “Mr. Lowe, if you were a vulnerable woman who has experienced an average of 303 attacks by men, 27 kidnappings, and 19 assassination attempts in a year, I believe you wouldn’t make such remarks!”

Uh.

Emmanuel paused for a moment and shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, forgive me for my ignorance. I spoke without thinking.”

He didn’t possess the same level of beauty as Hattie, nor was he a woman. So, how could he empathize with her life experiences?

Then again, it was easy to understand that delicate flowers were easily broken.

“Emmanuel, this way, please,” Hattie said as she walked past him. Her gaze was cold but not intimidating.

As she walked by, he caught a whiff of a refreshing fragrance. It was different from Mackenzie’s scent but equally delightful.

followed her and Dominique into a luxurious

crossed as she naturally rested her hands on her thighs. Her posture was flawless. She presented a picturesque image that could easily evoke a line of poetry, “When calm, she is like a delicate flower

between her and Magnus when he saw

truly came from a prestigious background and had the

stood behind her

don’t you get straight to the point? What exactly do you want

bother sitting down. He was unlike the men outside the hotel, who were all lusting after her. He genuinely didn’t have any special

ated in the face of

could he not grovel at her feet and fulfill her every whim? Why wasn’t he showing her any respect?

to ask of you,” Hattie spoke, completely

with her assistant because Dominique was slightly startled by her tone. The shock on her face marred her perfect statue-like

esteemed heiress of the Zelinsky family, a woman who is admired by thousands. What business do you have to ask of a leisurely person like me?”

no favorable impression of Hattie solely because of her brother. Otherwise, even if he wouldn’t grovel like other men, he wouldn’t be

to spare my brother and let go of the past grievances between

“What?!”

as Hattie spoke, Dominique jerked her head to look at Hattie with wide eyes. Her eyes were filled with

Mr. Magnus, like Ms. Hattie, was a god-like figure. He was wealthy, intelligent, and surrounded by talented individuals.