Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Staking Out a Target

"Hello, the phone number you have dialed is currently switched off..."

Iris James stood at the entrance of City Hall, making several phone calls in a row. Either she was notified that the other party had hung up on her, or she was informed that the call had disconnected.

Iris stared incredulously at her black phone screen, finally realizing that her blind date, whom she had hastily spent 15,000 dollars to find, had run away.

If I don't manage to get married before the age of 25, the will left by Mom will not be valid.

Moreover, it will also mean the scheming scumbag and his despicable mistress, who covets the inheritance, will succeed.

Iris stood on the steps, pondering whether or not to find someone else at the last minute when a black business van slowly pulled up in front of her.

After the car door opened, the man in the back seat got out and walked toward her, tall and imposing.

Iris could not help but be captivated by the sight.

"Mr. Huber, Ms. Kane, she... She's not coming anymore," said a person who looked like an assistant, following him closely while holding the phone after its call was recently ended.

Upon hearing the sound, Gael Huber's long leg, which was about to step onto the stairs, paused slightly. It seemed that he was not surprised. As he looked up, his gaze met with Iris, who was sizing him up. Iris shuddered and immediately turned her face away, but she could not shake the feeling that she had seen this man somewhere before.

Gael did not pay any attention to Iris' presence. After all, Iris had a very ordinary appearance.

He turned his head and said coldly to his assistant, "Go, find a woman and bring her over here."

Joe Snyder paused, uncertainly asking, "So, Mr. Huber... What kind of woman are you looking for?"

Gael frowned. That day, Emerson Huber needed to undergo surgery. However, just half an hour ago, Emerson suddenly made a request. He would refuse to enter the operating room if he couldn't witness Gael get married.

With that stubborn and unyielding temperament, it was useless no matter who tried to persuade him.

Samantha Kane was initially brought in to deal with Emerson.

Gael cast a cold, sidelong glance and stopped before the City Hall entrance.

He had no expectations for marriage itself. For him, it was merely a piece of paper used in dealing with Emerson.

"Female, alive."

Upon hearing this, Joe furrowed his brows in frustration. However, he still obediently went to carry out the task.

Meanwhile, upon hearing the conversation, Iris couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. She turned to look closer at the man's cold yet strikingly handsome face.

Suddenly, she remembered.

This man is Gael Huber!

Gael was a regular on the front page of financial magazines, a man who could turn Pittsburgh upside down with just a stamp of his foot.

Is he here to get a marriage certificate too?

However, from what she had just heard, it sounded like he was stood up by someone.

It was groundbreaking news.

At just 30 years old, Gael was already the CEO of Huber Group. With five major listed subsidiaries under its banner, the group was a leader in domestic and international fields such as scientific research, fashion, medical, construction, and retail.

The famously wealthy and handsome bachelor, the dream lover of 99% of women worldwide, was now actually planning to marry just any woman. It was a waste of a perfect catch!

Huh? Wait a moment.

She would be the perfect candidate for it.

She was a woman, alive and well.

In accordance with Gael's recent request, she was also eager to get married.

Gael was no ordinary person. With his support, her father, Jakobe Lam, would probably obediently hand over his control over James Group.

Taking advantage of Gael not leaving yet, Iris immediately caught up and stood before him, confidently holding her household registry in front of her chest.

"Mr. Huber, you're planning to get married, right? What do you think of me?"

Gael's eyebrows furrowed in displeasure because a random woman suddenly blocked his way. However, his six feet three inches tall frame loomed over Iris like a wall after he heard her words. He scrutinized her and asked, "Are you of age?"

His gaze was cold, and the pressure emanating from his words was intense. Iris felt a tingling sensation in her heart, and briefly, she wanted to back down.

Just by thinking that the people around her were fierce and cruel, she didn't find it too frightening. Facing Gael's gaze, she said, "I'm an adult now, and in a few days, I'll be 25."

Although Iris had a well-developed figure in every aspect, she was often mistaken for a minor due to her baby face.

As she spoke, she flipped through the household registration in her hand to the page with her information.

Gael glanced briefly before looking back down at the luxury watch on his wrist.

There was still an hour left before Emerson's surgery.