ANMELDENThe private hospital suite was unusually quiet, the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor the only sound breaking the silence. Adrian Blake stood beside the bed with his secretary, Ethan Cole, while the attending physician reviewed the latest test results.
After a moment, the doctor looked up and smiled reassuringly. "Mr. Blake's condition is stable. His blood pressure is slightly elevated, but it's nothing to be concerned about." Ethan let out a relieved breath. "So he'll be alright?" "Yes," the doctor replied. "With proper rest and medication, he should make a full recovery." Before anyone could relax, William Blake sat upright in bed and frowned. "Nothing to be concerned about? Last week, you told me my lungs were failing, my kidneys were weak, and my intestines weren't functioning properly." The doctor's confident expression faltered. "Well... yes, I did say that." Adrian sighed quietly while Ethan bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from laughing. The doctor quickly cleared his throat. "Medical conditions can improve, especially when patients follow treatment. Fortunately, your health has responded better than expected." William folded his arms. "And didn't you also say I should avoid stress?" "Absolutely," the doctor answered immediately. "At your age, unnecessary stress can affect your recovery. Your family should make every effort to keep you calm." A satisfied smile spread across William's face as he turned toward his grandson. "You heard the doctor." Adrian met his gaze without the slightest hint of guilt. "If you still have enough energy to argue with him, then you're healthy enough to leave this hospital." William narrowed his eyes. "So that's your way of chasing your grandfather away?" "I'm simply stating the obvious." Adrian slipped his hands into his pockets. "Since you're already here, you might as well complete a full medical examination. It'll save everyone another emergency visit." Without waiting for a reply, he turned toward the door. "Adrian!" William called after him. But the young CEO had already left the room. William shook his head helplessly. "That boy gets colder every year." Ethan smiled politely. "I'll go check on him, sir." The elderly man waved him away before lying back against the pillows with a sigh. The following morning, sunlight poured through the enormous windows of the Blake family mansion, bathing the dining room in golden light. Adrian entered dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, his expression calm as always. "Good morning, Grandfather." William lowered the newspaper in his hands. "I've been waiting for you." Adrian immediately sensed something serious. "What happened?" "I received a call from James Sterling." Adrian's expression hardened. "So you've heard." He pulled out a chair and sat opposite his grandfather. "I'm dismissing Parker." William calmly placed his teacup on the saucer. "And whose decision is that?" "Mine." Adrian's voice was firm. "He has abused the company's trust for years. He built a private vacation house using company materials and assigned our workers to complete it during office hours." His icy gaze never wavered. "If I ignore it now, every other subcontractor will think they're free to do the same." William remained silent for a long moment. Finally, he sighed. "James Sterling was one of my closest friends. We built Blake Corporation together. When he passed away, I promised I'd look after his son." "I respect that promise," Adrian replied calmly. "But friendship doesn't place anyone above company policy." He leaned forward slightly. "You can speak to him personally if you wish. But he still has to face the consequences." William studied his grandson's determined face before nodding. "Very well." A faint smile appeared on his lips. "But if I'm respecting your decision... you'll respect one of mine." Adrian already knew where the conversation was headed. "What do you want?" "I want you to go on a blind date." Silence settled between them. Adrian closed his eyes briefly before exhaling. "Grandfather..." "For years, you've buried yourself in work." William's voice became gentler. "You've built an empire, but you've forgotten how to live." "I'm fine." "No, you're lonely." Adrian looked away. "I promised an old friend I'd introduce you to his granddaughter." William smiled knowingly. "She's intelligent, well-mannered, and comes from a respectable family." "I don't have time for this." "You'll make time." The old man folded his arms. "Think of it as repaying an old man for respecting your decision today." Adrian stared at him for several seconds. He knew that once his grandfather made up his mind, there was no changing it. Finally, he released a defeated sigh. "...Fine." William blinked in surprise. "You'll go?" "I'll go." For the first time in weeks, genuine joy lit up the elderly man's face. He laughed heartily. "I knew you'd come to your senses!" Adrian simply shook his head. "This is one date." "One is all I need." William's smile widened. As Adrian stood to leave, he had no idea that agreeing to one simple blind date had just set fate into motion. Somewhere else in the city, a young woman was desperately trying to escape that very same meeting. Neither of them knew it yet. But destiny had already begun writing their story.Adrian rested his head against the high back of the leather sofa in his top-floor office, his posture completely relaxed despite the tension thick in the room. His face was a mask of cold composure, completely unreadable. Across the glass coffee table, Ethan stood as stiff as a statue. He stared at his best friend, his mind racing as he tried—and failed—to make sense of the news. “You’re really going to marry the woman from that blind date?” Ethan asked, his voice strained with genuine disbelief. Adrian kept his gaze fixed on the quiet iPad in his lap, turning a page with a slow, deliberate swipe. “How many times do I have to answer that question, Ethan?” Ethan let out a sharp sigh, pacing two steps before running a frustrated hand through his hair. “Because it defies all logic! She literally admitted to you—without an ounce of shame—that she’s seeing multiple men at once. She’s playing the field in broad daylight, Adrian. How can you sit there and tell me you’re going to walk dow
The moment Adrian stepped out of the hotel, the cool night breeze brushed against his face. His expression remained cold, but his mind refused to let go of the woman he had just met. He pulled out his phone and dialed his secretary. “Ethan, bring the car around.” “Yes, President Adrian.” A few minutes later, the black luxury sedan stopped in front of him. Adrian slid into the back seat, loosened his tie, and leaned against the leather seat. Ethan glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “Rough date?” Adrian let out a dry laugh. “You could call it a disaster.” “What happened?” “She admitted she got caught cheating on another man. Then she told me she likes dating men and usually keeps three or four guys around at the same time.” Ethan’s eyes widened. “She actually said that?” “She did.” “She sounds like the worst kind of woman.” Adrian didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he stared out the window as the city lights blurred past. Something about the woman’s p
Chloe sat across from Adrian, barely touching her food as her mind raced. Don't panic, she reminded herself. He doesn't know I'm Chloe. He thinks I'm Aria. She stole a glance at him. Adrian sat completely composed, entirely unaware that she was frantically trying to sabotage their date. Desperate to escape before things spiraled further, she decided to try a new tactic. She tugged at her jacket collar and sighed. "It's getting a bit warm in here, isn't it?" she asked, removing her jacket. "Warm?" Adrian asked, looking toward the air conditioning vent. "It's actually quite cold." "Well... my body runs hot," Chloe countered, pulling her hair back dramatically. Adrian raised an eyebrow, staring at her bare arm. "You have goosebumps." "I get goosebumps all the time!" she insisted, forcing a laugh. Adrian simply nodded, unbothered. A moment later, his phone buzzed. As he began typing a quick reply, Chloe narrowed her eyes. "What are you doing?" "Sorry, just replying to a work text
Adrian sat behind his desk at Blake Corporation, his eyes fixed on the documents in front of him. The office was unusually quiet, but the peace didn't last long. The door opened, and Ethan Cole, his secretary, hurried inside with his phone in hand. “Sir, I have an update regarding your schedule.” Adrian didn't bother looking up. “What is it?” “Your date tonight.” Adrian's pen stopped moving. “My what?” “Your blind date.” Adrian finally raised his head, his brows drawing together. “What? Tonight at seven?” “Yes, sir. At the coffee shop in the Imperial Hotel. You're supposed to meet Aria from the Yale Marine Group.” Adrian's expression immediately darkened. He reached for his schedule book and flipped through the pages. Meeting after meeting filled every available space. “I have a full schedule today. Tell them I'm busy.” Ethan sighed. He had expected that answer. Instead of arguing, he pulled out his phone and played a video. Adrian recognized his grandfather's voice almost
The private hospital suite was unusually quiet, the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor the only sound breaking the silence. Adrian Blake stood beside the bed with his secretary, Ethan Cole, while the attending physician reviewed the latest test results. After a moment, the doctor looked up and smiled reassuringly. "Mr. Blake's condition is stable. His blood pressure is slightly elevated, but it's nothing to be concerned about." Ethan let out a relieved breath. "So he'll be alright?" "Yes," the doctor replied. "With proper rest and medication, he should make a full recovery." Before anyone could relax, William Blake sat upright in bed and frowned. "Nothing to be concerned about? Last week, you told me my lungs were failing, my kidneys were weak, and my intestines weren't functioning properly." The doctor's confident expression faltered. "Well... yes, I did say that." Adrian sighed quietly while Ethan bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from laughing. The doctor
Adrian Blake stepped out of his sleek black sports car, his polished leather shoes clicking softly against the marble pavement. The towering headquarters of Blake Corporation reflected the morning sunlight, its glass exterior gleaming like a monument to power and success. Standing by the entrance was his secretary, Ethan Cole, impeccably dressed as always. "Good morning, sir," Ethan greeted with a respectful nod. Adrian acknowledged him with a slight nod as they entered the building. "Has the inauguration been taken care of?" he asked calmly. "Yes, sir. Everything went exactly as planned. Mr. William wasn't particularly pleased, but the ceremony concluded without any major issues." A faint look of relief crossed Adrian's face. "Good." He adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit as they approached the executive elevator. "And my grandfather?" Before Ethan could answer, the elevator doors slid open with a soft chime. Standing inside was William Blake, his sharp eyes instantly lock







