MasukMorning sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Blake mansion, bathing the dining room in a warm golden glow. Adrian sat quietly at the long dining table, dressed in a crisp white shirt, calmly finishing his breakfast.
A moment later, William Blake walked in with his usual commanding presence. “Good morning, Adrian.” “Good morning, Grandpa.” The old man took his seat and unfolded his napkin as though something important had been on his mind all morning. “About the wedding,” William began casually, lifting his teacup. “I think we should hold it at the Blake Grand Hotel. It’s the perfect venue.” Adrian nearly choked on his coffee. “The... wedding?” William frowned. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten already.” Adrian stared at him in silence. He hadn’t told his grandfather how disastrously the last blind date had ended. “I was planning to discuss the arrangements with Chairman Victor Stone—Aria’s father,” William continued. “Unfortunately, he’s away on a business trip overseas until next week. Honestly, time is precious.” “You’re already choosing the venue?” Adrian asked, disbelief evident in his voice. William smiled proudly. “Young people waste too much time. Marriage is already on the table, so why delay it? The sooner you get married, the sooner I’ll have great-grandchildren.” Adrian opened his mouth to explain. “Grandpa, the truth is—” He was interrupted again. “That girl used to create chaos on every blind date,” William laughed. “But the moment she met you, she completely changed. Love at first sight, if you ask me. The two of you are destined to be together.” Adrian forced a weak smile while his grandfather laughed heartily. Seeing the old man so happy made the truth even harder to tell. Just then, Adrian’s phone vibrated repeatedly on the table. He ignored it. It rang again. And again. The family’s personal chef walked over with a polite smile. “Sir, your phone has been ringing nonstop.” Adrian frowned and finally picked it up. A message notification flashed across the screen. Aria. His lips slowly curved into a smug smile. “Looks like she’s already fallen head over heels for me,” Adrian said confidently. “She wants to see me.” William’s eyes lit up immediately. “Really? Let me see the message.” Adrian quickly pulled the phone away. “No need.” He slipped it into his pocket. “Let’s finish breakfast.” William chuckled, clearly pleased, while Adrian silently wondered what Aria wanted this time. Across town, Aria woke up with a pounding headache. The memories of the previous night slowly returned. She had drunk far too much at the hotel’s open bar and ended up sleeping at Chloe’s apartment. Chloe emerged from the kitchen carrying two mugs of coffee. “Feeling alive again?” “Barely,” Aria groaned, rubbing her temples. The two friends got dressed for work, chatting as they prepared to leave. Suddenly, Aria’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. “Chloe!” she called urgently. “Come here. Right now.” Chloe hurried over. “What happened?” Aria held out her phone. The message was from Adrian. The two of them leaned closer and read it aloud together. > I’ll tell you where we’ll meet later. > Silence filled the room. Chloe slowly turned to Aria. “Don’t mess this up.” Her expression became serious. “And whatever you do, don’t say anything stupid and expose my identity.” Aria sighed in frustration. “Who exactly showed up to that blind date again?” Chloe asked, folding her arms. “I hired someone through an agency to play my role,” Aria admitted. “She was a complete stranger.” Chloe narrowed her eyes. “So that’s your brilliant plan?” “It was the only thing I could think of,” Aria replied defensively. “Are you happy now?” Chloe shook her head before gently patting Aria on the shoulder. “Just tell Adrian the truth... or at least tell him enough to fix this mess.” Aria looked down at the phone in her hand, her heart suddenly heavy. She knew the lie couldn’t last forever. The only question was how Adrian would react when the truth finally came out.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







