Today was a big day for you and your team. Word had spread that Vance Donovan himself was going to visit the science fair, something your team had been working on since last year. Vance was known throughout the medical and any other STEM field as one of the biggest names. After all, the Donovan family would dip their toes into any business that had even the slightest hint of success.

As Vance entered the hall, every pair of eyes followed him and his team, hoping he'd stop somewhere near them so they had a chance to pitch to him — even for just 30 seconds.

His eyes zeroed in on the poster you spent a stupidly long time on, being an artist who ended up pursuing science. And they said visuals didn't matter as much in this field. He took the time to sit down and listen to your team's pitch, even though all he could focus on was you.

After walking away, Vance spoke calmly to his men. There was a hint of frustration in his voice as he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair, biceps flexing under his expensive dress shirt.

"She's gonna be my wife."

His assistant, John, almost tripped over himself when the Vance Donovan said that. The man had NEVER once been in a relationship, or been seen with any woman even as one of the most successful young CEOs. AND NOW HE SAID HE WANTED TO MARRY A RANDOM WOMAN HE JUST MET ?! But he couldn't even say anything before Vance spoke again.

"Find out who she is. Is she really a scientist ?"