“Frank?” J was a little surprised, having met Frank and witnessed his immacte depth with


    medicine.


    Still, why would he suddenly be interested in a blind date? He had her number, and he could speak to


    her directly if he was interested.


    “Did he say it himself?” J asked.


    Dan shook his head. “Greg Marsh told me. I’m guessing Frank asked him to be a middleman- it’s quite


    formal of him to get a go–between.”


    J could not help remembering Frank’s face at that.


    He was outstanding in medicine and had both the looks and the figure.


    He waspletely J’s type, and it would be good if she could date him.


    She had never considered the issue before, but since Frank had asked someone to help, he


    must have been interested in her for a while.


    When could it be?


    Still, J could not help smiling at the idea.


    It seemed that she just had to work hard, and a sessful man would eventually see her good points.


    “J, we should at least show Greg some respect for getting involved,” Dan said just then.” Just


    check things out even if you don’t like it. Who knows, you might like him when you two actually meet.”


    J lowered her gaze shyly. “Since you’ve put it that way… I guess I can go.”


    “Great!” Dan eximed. “Put on something nice too. That’s respect too.”


    J lowered her gaze, frowning at her checkered shirt which smelled of medicine.


    As she dashed out of the room, Dan asked, “Where are you going?”


    “Taking a bath! Just wait a moment, Grandpa!”


    “Oh, okay,” Dan muttered, scratching his head.


    He suddenly felt as if his granddaughter was more anxious than himself!


    Meanwhile, Greg drove to Lane Manor and nted himself on the drawing room couch like he owned


    the ce.


    Gina sat to his left, Peter to his right, and Helen opposite him.


    Once he arrived, Peter promptly poured him a cup of tea and asked, “Mr. Marsh, how did the proposal


    go?”


    Greg took a sip and said nonchntly, “How else could it have gone? I called Dan Zimmer, and he said


    yes–we’ll be meeting tonight at Verdant Hotel.”


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    Peter was beside himself with joy. “Hahaha! That’s wonderful!”


    Greg smiled and nodded. “That’s not all–you’d be working at Grande Corp tomorrow as Vicky


    Turnbull’s personal consultant, and you’ll be paid 500 grand per year!”


    “R–Really? I’m not dreaming, am I?” Peter was astounded, even wondering if he heard Greg


    wrong.


    “Of course. Would I lie to you?” Greg chuckled.


    “You must have been my parent in another life!” Peter eximed, kowtowing to Greg and just stopping


    short of calling him daddy.


    Gina was certainly pleased to. “You’ve really saved me, Greg! I’ve been worried about whether Peter


    can get married, and now it’s all settled!”


    Thank goodness she met him again–keeping the family together alone as a woman was just too


    difficult.


    At the same time, Greg was patting himself on the back for being so smart, resolving such a difficult


    issue with rtive ease.


    “Oh, what are you saying, Gina?” he said. “We were former ssmates–we ought to help each other.”


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