LOGINThe 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.Chloe went to work the next day. Something had happened on the way back with Adrian. A ball had struck her in the face, leaving a bruise. She had tried everything she could think of to cover it up. She also had another reason to hide it: she couldn't let Adrian discover who she really was. She arrived with only a few minutes left before the usual morning check, so she hurried toward the elevator with a patch covering one eye. She had just reached out to press the button when Adrian stepped into the same elevator. Chloe froze. In her shock, she let go of the patch, revealing the bruise beneath it. Adrian had seen it. Her secret was out. She quickly pressed the button and fled the elevator at the first opportunity. Adrian stood there, watching her leave. The bruise and the sudden way she had bolted only made him more suspicious. He walked straight to his office, his mind racing with thoughts he couldn't shake. Had he really gone on a date with one of his own employees? He paced a
Chloe and Adrian arrived at their destination. It was his grandfather's house. "Maybe I should have taken something to calm my nerves," Chloe murmured as she stepped onto the grounds. "Are you nervous?" Adrian asked. "Didn't you say you had this under control?" "Mr. Ethan said your grandfather is a very scary, very strict person." Chloe swallowed. "If he finds out we're lying to him..." "If you're scared," Adrian said, "then while we're inside, try to love me for real." "What?" Chloe stared at him, stunned. "Let's go," Adrian said. They stepped inside. Adrian's grandfather was already seated, rubbing his hands together like some kind of mafia boss. "Hey!" Adrian greeted him. "Ms. Stephanie!" the old man exclaimed, turning to a servant standing nearby. "You are as beautiful as I imagined." "Not her. Her," Adrian corrected, looking at Chloe, who was standing behind him. Adrian had no idea that Stephanie wasn't her real name. She was Chloe, an employee of his own company. "Wh
Chloe reached Caleb's restaurant to find the door still open. It must be closing time, she thought. She stepped inside, her eyes sweeping the room."Are there still customers?" she murmured to herself, walking deeper into the restaurant. The file from the company was pressed against her chest.A few steps further, she saw Caleb. He was with a woman, and the two of them were laughing, completely at ease with each other."Come on! You can't just do that all of a sudden. Look, I've spilled it everywhere!" the woman said, holding a glass in her hand as she laughed.Chloe stopped where she stood. She did not know what to do with her feet, her hands, or even her face. Her world felt as though it had been crushed into pieces. She had a crush on Caleb, a very big one, and she had carried it quietly for a long time.Then she saw the worst thing she could have imagined.They kissed, right there in front of her.In a state of shock, Chloe let go of the file. It hit the floor with a loud thud, ma
In the board meeting room, everyone was already seated, the company's executives among them. A few minutes of quiet shuffling passed, and then the door opened and the company president walked in. Adrian. The entire room rose to greet him, a gesture of respect. He gave a small motion of his hand. "Please, take your seats. Let us begin." He lowered himself into his chair and allowed a moment of silence to settle over the table. Then he looked up and called out the next name on the agenda. "Development Team 4." It was Ms. Victoria's group. "Is the chef ready?" President Adrian asked. "Actually..." Ms. Victoria's words began to stumble. "Ms. Chloe was supposed to present for our team." She never got to finish. "Why? Is there a problem?" Adrian asked. "Well, that's..." The sound of the door opening cut her off. Ms. Victoria turned around, and so did everyone else. It was Chloe. She slipped into the boardroom on her toes, her face and half her body hidden behind a
Chloe hurried into the building, praying she wouldn't be late. She signed in at the front desk, barely slowing down, and made straight for the department's team office. Her bag landed on her desk with a dull thud. She didn't even stop to catch her breath. Ms. Victoria was standing near the window with a file in her hand, and Chloe crossed the floor to her at once. "Good morning, Ms. Victoria." "Good morning, Chloe." Ms. Victoria looked up. "Yes?" "I finished the profile on Chef Caleb that you requested." Chloe held out a thick file with both hands. "There's also a proposal for our collaboration." Ms. Victoria's brows lifted. "Goodness. Did you finish all of this in one day?" "I already had a few ideas from the last recommendation," Chloe explained. "So it didn't take very long." Ms. Victoria took the file, slipped her glasses on, and began to read. The room seemed to quiet around her. She turned the pages slowly until her finger stopped on a single line. "White kimchi ravioli?"
Adrian's grandfather sat in his favorite armchair, a cup of coffee in his right hand and his eyes fixed on the television. On the screen, the two leads stood face to face, and the old man reacted to every line. He gasped, nodded, and swatted at the air as if he could reach into the screen and direct them himself. Across the room, Adrian watched without really seeing. On the screen, the two characters leaned toward each other, tilted their heads, and, with a clumsy little bump, their lips touched. Adrian's mind went somewhere else entirely: the street in front of the family business, Chloe's face inches from his own, and the accidental brush of her lips against his. Before he realized what he was doing, his fingers rose to his mouth. The moment replayed in his mind, and he quickly lowered his hand as if someone might have caught him. "What kind of show makes two characters fall for each other after just one kiss?" he muttered, standing up and striding out of the sitting room. "Thi







