Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO novel Chapter 2

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

in front of Emmanuel’s face, then slapped it hard on

the table as payment for the bill.

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The latter’s gaze darkened instantly as rage began

pulsing through his veins.

This woman is humiliating me! I may not have high

expectations for marriage, but that doesn’t mean I

don’t have a temper! Argh! As much as I want to make

her regret her actions, I know I don’t have that

capability…

Since the woman was gone, Emmanuel, too, left the

café glumly.

To his surprise, he had only just stepped out the door

when he saw a long-haired man deliberately colliding

into a BMW and screaming in pain.

Emmanuel couldn’t help but furrow his brows. Oh, gosh.

That man is clearly staging a car accident. Why is

there so much trouble in this café today?

“Ah! Someone’s been hit!”

“Argh! My leg’s broken! Murderer!”

Four men immediately rushed out to join the

commotion when the long-haired man fell on t

ground.

Those guys must be the co-conspirators!

Just then, a young lady hastily exited the BMW, clad in

a maroon sleeveless dress that revealed a large

expanse of tender, fair skin.

With her long, shapely legs and her cleavage peeking

out from the neckline, there was no denying that she

was incredibly S**y and alluring.

“What’s the matter? How could I have injured your leg

when I was driving so slowly?” she asked anxiously.

Seconds later, the long-haired man’s buddies

surrounded the woman, demanding compensation.

“Cut the crap! Pay up! Pay up now!”

Several people in the café had witnessed the staged

accident, but unfortunately, they were so afraid of the

big, burly men that no one dared to confront them.

“How much do you guys want?” the woman muttered

helplessly, having resigned herself to the fact that

she’d have to settle the matter with money.

The group of thugs, however, began leering at her

bosom and drooling over her.

“Haha. Hey, S**y, why don’t you have some fun with

us?” one of the men suggested as he shamelessly

tugged at her dress.

Just like that, what had started as a staged accident