Chapter2 What a joke . That kind of line used to be something the Black Viper Syndicate said to others . And now it was being thrown in my face ? I chuckled coldly and narrowed my eyes . " You really think you're somebody just because you're hiding behind Charles Whitmore ? I bet he wouldn't say something that stupid . So who the hell are you ? " " What the fuck ?! " " Yes , I mean you're stupid . " " You , bitch ! " She raised her hand to slap me , but I dodged , and she fell flat on the floor . " Wow , Bianca . One harsh sentence and you go full performance mode with a faceplant ? Thanks for the commitment . " She scrambled up and pointed at me , seething . " You'll regret this ! " I said flatly , " If you don't clean that mouth , I might just help you do it . My dad had made sure I was trained by some of the best martial arts instructors in the country . Women like Bianca ? I could take three of her with one hand . She faltered under my glare and fell quiet . More and more people had gathered around to gawk . I wasn't interested in putting on a show for strangers , I picked up my card from the ground , bought the bag , and turned to leave . But Bianca blocked me again . That was her last chance . I raised my foot , fully intending to kick her out of my way . " Stop ! " Chapter2 38.96 % A deep male voice rang out behind me . Bianca instantly put on a pitiful face and ran over . " Mr. Whitmore , thank God you're here . She's been bullying me this whole time ... " I turned around , and yeah , okay , I understood why my dad said I'd like this guy . Broad shoulders , long legs , sharp jawline . He looked like a damn hunk . Fine . I'd give him one more chance . For the face . I offered him a pleasant smile . " Mr. Whitmore ? I'm Evelyn Black , your arranged date today . I'm sure your father mentioned me ? " Charles Whitmore's dad used to be a nobody under my father's command . It was only because my dad saw potential in his business mind that the Whitmore family got where they are now . Charles gave me a once - over , top to bottom , and sneered . " Twenty - eight and still a virgin ? Sorry , not my type . " His words hit like a slap . So being twenty - eight automatically made me old ? I had standards , dignity , self - control . And this was what I got ? " Did you eat shit before you came here ? Or you're born with a filthy mouth ? What about your basic manners ? " His face darkened . " Manners ? For someone like you ? " " I don't care what you did to make my father set me up with you . I'm never marrying some backwater hick like you . " Bianca looped her arm through his and gave me a smug smirk . " With that ugly mug , you really think you're good enough for a man like Charles ? " The crowd jumped in immediately . Chapter2 38.96 % " Look at her outfit , probably worth less than a hundred bucks . " " And she wants to marry Charles Whitmore ? Dream on ! " " She's just a desperate spinster . Somebody throw cold water on her and snap her out of it . " I wasn't a world - class beauty , sure , but I was far from hideous . Yet here they were , saying I was some ugly spinster . This world really did bend over backward for men . I crossed my arms and said coldly , " I would never ever marry you . Go tell your daddy I'm not interested . "