LOGINAdrian strode into his office with his grandfather and Ethan close behind him. Without a word, he shrugged off his suit jacket and tossed it onto the couch before loosening his tie. His movements were hurried, but his mind was somewhere else entirely.
Not on the meeting. Not on Aria. On Chloe. The name echoed in his head like a song he couldn't stop hearing. "Chloe... Chloe Bennett," he murmured under his breath. His grandfather watched him carefully before breaking the silence. "Adrian." He looked up. "Are you really going to marry Aria?" The question was firm, carrying the weight of genuine concern. Adrian barely heard it. His thoughts were still occupied by the mysterious woman he had just met in the elevator. Instead of answering, he walked to his desk, switched on his computer, and logged into NovaCare's employee database. Ethan exchanged a confused glance with the chairman. "What are you doing, sir?" Adrian ignored him. His fingers flew across the keyboard until a profile appeared on the screen. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "I knew it." His voice was filled with satisfaction. "What do you mean you knew it?" his grandfather asked, stepping closer. Adrian turned the monitor toward them. "Chloe Bennett. She's one of our employees." Ethan leaned in to read the screen. "Marketing Department... Product Development Team." Adrian nodded. "She's the employee who created the Bucket List Fish proposal." His grandfather's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh... really?" Ethan looked equally shocked. "She's the same employee you singled out during the presentation because of that idea?" "I remembered her name because it was unusual," Adrian admitted. "I assumed she was talented back then." He paused, studying her profile picture. "And it looks like I was right." There was a strange admiration in his voice. "She's incredibly competent." He was about to say more when his grandfather interrupted impatiently. "Enough about work." The old man's voice echoed through the office. "Answer my question." Adrian sighed and leaned against the desk. "What question?" His grandfather folded his arms. "You've always said blind dates were a complete waste of time. Now, after just one blind date, you're suddenly talking about marriage." He narrowed his eyes. "So what's really going on?" A smug grin spread across Adrian's face. "I'm giving you the granddaughter-in-law you've been begging me for." The chairman blinked. "Really?" A smile slowly replaced his disbelief. "So Aria agreed to marry you?" Adrian's confidence only grew. "What do you think?" He straightened proudly. "With this face, this body, impeccable manners, and a flawless personality..." He smirked. "Why would any woman say no to me?" Ethan couldn't stop himself from laughing. His grandfather burst into loud laughter as well. "My handsome grandson is truly impossible." The office filled with laughter for the first time that morning. A few minutes later, the three of them walked through the company hallway together. The chairman suddenly slowed his steps. "Was Aria really that beautiful?" Ethan scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'm... not sure." "You were there." "I didn't get a good look at her." The chairman nodded absentmindedly before staring out through the glass windows overlooking the city. His smile faded. Deep inside, guilt settled in his heart. Adrian lost both his parents when he was still young. And I was too busy building this company to truly be there for him. He released a quiet sigh. Maybe it's time he built a family of his own... someone who will love and care for him the way I couldn't. His eyes softened. Then he turned to Ethan. "And what about you?" Ethan froze. "M-Me?" "Aren't you planning to find a girlfriend?" Ethan nearly choked. The chairman chuckled. "Don't spend your whole life working for my grandson." He patted Ethan's shoulder. "Go and find a good woman for yourself." Then he smiled warmly. "And when you do... bring her to meet me." Ethan stood speechless while Adrian laughed at his embarrassed expression. The chairman walked ahead, completely unaware that fate had already begun weaving Chloe Bennett into Adrian Blake's life.The moment Ethan closed the door behind him, Adrian's grandfather turned and walked away without another word, heading straight back to his study. Adrian remained seated, staring at the folder in front of him. It was the file of blind date candidates. "President Adrian." Ethan dropped the file onto the desk with a sigh. "How could you tell a lie like that when you don't even have a woman you're marrying? How are you going to get out of this one?" Adrian's jaw tightened. "What do you expect me to do? I'm going to call the person responsible and make her take responsibility for it." He pulled out his phone and dialed Chloe's number. Chloe was sitting at her desk in the department office when her phone lit up. The moment she saw the caller ID, she frowned. "What is this? I already apologized and settled the whole thing. So annoying." She took a deep breath before answering. "Hello?" Adrian didn't waste a second on greetings. "Let's meet after you get off work." "What? Why? I'm
Adrian sat in his top-floor office, scrolling through the production system with a tense, distracted energy. He barely registered the soft rustle of footsteps until Ethan, his secretary, appeared in the doorway. "You asked for me," Ethan said, raising a hand in a quiet wave as he stepped inside. "Yes." Adrian kept his eyes glued to the screen. "The production line in Africa... when are we restarting the second line?" "It'll take at least a week to finish the replacement work," Ethan replied. He glanced down at his tablet before adding, "And today's Mr. Dylan's first day, isn't it? James's replacement?" "Let's have lunch with him today," Adrian said, his mind already racing ahead to the next item on his agenda. Ethan hesitated, adjusting his posture. "Actually... your schedule has changed. Starting from lunch today." Adrian looked up, caught completely off guard. "What? What do you mean?" "The order came directly from the Chairman." Ethan braced himself. "He's scheduled a series
Adrian sat in the living room, half-watching the morning coverage of the company's ongoing food project scroll across the international news. An ad break cut in. "This early morning, I told them to mind the scheduling," he muttered, and flicked the channel over to something else—an animal documentary, as it turned out, about apes. The word alone was enough to set something off in him. It circled back, unbidden, to Chloe's parting remark the night before. "Freaking ape, my foot." He pressed his palms into his face, exhaled hard, then reached for his phone and dialed her number without giving himself time to reconsider. Chloe was fast asleep. The ringing dragged her halfway out of it, and she fumbled for her phone before pressing it to her ear. "Hello?" she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. "Ms. Stephanie?" "What's she saying? Why is anyone prank-calling at this hour?" Adrian asked, not realizing she'd mistaken him for someone else. "It's not a prank call," he said. "Are you
Adrian's grandfather sat in the sitting room, thoroughly absorbed in his favorite show. He laughed out loud at something on screen, munching contentedly on a snack, the picture of a man enjoying a quiet evening at home. "I'm home," Adrian announced, stepping through the door. His grandfather didn't so much as glance away from the television. "So, did everything go well with Ms. Aria?" he asked between bites. "What about the wedding? Both of our families should meet first, alright?" He pushed himself up from the sofa, finally giving Adrian his attention. "I've decided not to marry Ms. Aria," Adrian said quietly. His grandfather's expression shifted at once, his voice climbing. "What? What do you mean by that?" "Please," Adrian said, holding up a hand. "Don't bring it up right now. I'd rather not talk about what happened." Across town, Chloe was walking home after the date, her mind snagged on one small, nagging detail. The name Aria had given Adrian's grandfather—Stephanie. Why
Chloe and Aria arrived at the restaurant and were shown to their seats. Chloe still didn't know why she'd been dragged along, but she'd learned not to ask. She pulled out her phone. "Hey, look this way." They leaned in and struck a pose for the camera. "Are you sure that salon is really the one all the celebrities use?" Chloe asked, studying the photo. "Look how heavy this makeup is." Aria winced. "That's because I asked them to do it that way." She didn't mention that she'd planned all along to bring Chloe to Adrian without telling her. "What's that supposed to mean?" Chloe asked warily. Aria's phone buzzed. She snatched it up before the sound had even finished. "Chloe. Listen to me carefully. President Adrian is on his way here." "What? Who's coming?" Chloe's voice cracked. "I didn't have a choice. He found out we were friends and insisted on meeting you," Aria said. "Then you should have pretended you didn't know me!" "He said he'd find out on his own eventual
Chloe paced her room, filled with anxiety because Aria had not responded regarding the blind date with Adrian. "Why isn't she answering my texts?" she wondered aloud. Her phone buzzed with an incoming text from Aria. Aria: Handled. Don't worry. It's all good now. Chloe let out a heavy breath of relief, reading the text once more. "Thank God," she muttered softly. Meanwhile, Aria was gripping her steering wheel tightly, her hands aching from the strain as she fumed over Adrian's temper. "This is driving me crazy. What did he even expect me to do?" she yelled to herself in the quiet vehicle. Ethan walked into his apartment, convinced a break-in had occurred because the space was unexpectedly clean. He was right. Adrian was sitting inside, waiting for him. "You're back," Adrian stated plainly. Ethan ignored the remark and placed his grocery bags on the counter. "Please, leave my house alone." "How am I supposed to leave it alone?" Adrian replied, standing up and grabbing a br







