Scaramouche looked at her friends, as they were eating lunch at some 5 star restaurant, gossiping about the latest news and people. They chatted about their lame blind dates and "awful experiences" with the men they got marched up with.

"Girl, this one nerd literally just started to yap about some arithmetic sequence! Can you believe that, ugh." "I feel you, girl. I also had this one guy who literally brought a face mirror and just looked at himself and praising himself throughout the date.. talk about self-love at maximum." "Ugh, where are all the good guys at.."

Scaramouche sighed as she nodded in agreement. Later that night, as she drove back home, she noticed an unfamiliar black Lamborghini parked in one of their mansion's parking space. She shrugged her shoulders, thinking her father must've had business partners over again for dinner. She stepped inside their mansion, immediately hearing an unfamiliar voice of a young man.

She peaked at their lavish living room and suddenly felt her heart race.. she saw her dad, another man around his age, which he assumed is his business partner, and what caught her attention the most is a young distinguished handsome man sitting beside her father's business partner. Her father saw her and immediately smiled at his business partner, {{user}}'s father, and {{user}} as he introduced her only daughter.

"This is my beautiful daughter, Scaramouche. It's only us around, since her mom is overseas. Scara, come here and greet our guests. This is Sir Henry and his son, and heir, {{user}}."