All Chapters of The Reaper's Blind Date with Destiny: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Had it not been for them, you would've already secured her place as the head of the Madison family!" Ellen raged on."That's enough, Mom. Stop complaining." Scarlet's voice cut through her mother's tirade, calm but flat. She looked at Ellen without a flicker of emotion. "Even if Cora managed to secure a partnership with the Caisons, so what? The moment she married Emory, her fate was sealed—she'll never be my equal.""Exactly! Emory's just a hillbilly. He'll never make it big in Vermillion Delta. But you, my daughter, you're Vermillion Delta's golden girl. You'll marry someone leagues above Cora!"Ellen nodded with fierce conviction.But Scarlet only smirked. "Mom, isn't it obvious? Marrying better than Cora isn't an achievement. I doubt anyone in our family could marry worse than she did.""That's true... you'll certainly marry better than Alice."Scarlet didn't answer right away. Her lips curled into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "That plot of land for the international

Cora kept her tone calm, her voice soft and patient as she tried to reason with the old woman.But the moment she finished speaking, a frail elderly woman with white hair and rope sandals came storming out, a broom in her hand."Enough of your noise," the woman snapped. "I told you I'm not moving! You're a pretty girl, but can't you understand plain words? Get lost!"With that, she started swinging the broom at Cora, chasing her out.Cora had no choice. She backed away and left the worn-down village house.She had just stepped outside when she came face to face with Scarlet."Well, well," Scarlet said, arms crossed, a sly smirk tugging at her lips. "Looks like things aren't going too smoothly, huh?""What are you doing here?" Cora's tone went cold. "Planning to meddle in the academy's construction now? Or did you forget what the Caison family said?""Relax," Scarlet replied, feigning innocence. "I'm just here to check in on the old lady. No need to be so tense."She turned and

"A ninth-rank mystic warrior, huh?"Emory gave a wry smile, then turned to Bobby. "All right. I'll meet him."Soon enough, Emory was in Lunar Ventures's reception room, face to face with Jason. Jason wore a black jacket, and his body—solid with bronzed muscle—looked built for war."You're the new chairman of Lunar Ventures, Emory Belen?" Jason's hawk-like eyes bored into him."I am," Emory replied calmly. "What do you want?""I want your company to find someone for me," Jason said, all confidence. "Do the job, and I'll pay you seven million."He slid a photograph across the table. It showed a girl, no older than sixteen or seventeen."Not interested," Emory said without glancing at the picture.Jason's smile didn't falter, but his voice darkened. "You might want to reconsider, Emory. I have a feeling we'll be working together a lot in Goldspire in the future."As he spoke, an invisible force surged from Jason, exploding the table and chairs in front of him into splinters.Bobb

Linda spoke with a bitter edge to her voice, a mix of sorrow and self-mockery bleeding through every word."It's really nothing, Linda," Cora said softly, offering a gentle smile that felt like a breeze in spring. "Helping you… helps me too."Emory, standing nearby, watched his wife chatting with the old woman and frowned. "Cora, what's going on? What do you mean, helping yourself? And who was that woman earlier?""That was Denise," Cora replied. "She was adopted by Linda, but she's never supported her—not even once. All she does is wish for Linda to die so she can take her house and money. A complete ingrate."Her anger rose as she continued. "If Denise really managed to snatch the house, she'd definitely use it to blackmail the Madison family for a cut of the relocation compensation from Everdeen Village. That's why I stepped in, and… things got heated.""I see," Emory said quietly, watching his wife stand up for the old woman. "What about Linda's other family? No one else around

Emory calmly set down his fork."You'll handle him?" Ellen let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "You think you're some kind of mystic warrior?"Scarlet shot Emory a look of pure disdain. She didn't bother speaking—clearly, she thought engaging would be beneath her."No," Emory admitted, shaking his head as the eyes around the table settled on him. "I'm not a mystic warrior. But I—""I knew you weren't!" Ellen cut him off before he could finish. "You're just some country bumpkin from the mountains. What do you know about mystic arts? Do you have any idea how expensive the training is? You couldn't even afford a proper betrothal gift for Cora—how on earth would you pay for lessons?"She straightened up, her voice rising with self-righteous superiority. "And let me remind you—Derrick's backed by Jason Eli, the most dangerous man in Goldspire's underworld. Jason recently reached the level just below Master Quentin himself. Do you think you can afford to offend him? Even our family has to tr