"What is this?" Lucas Scott frowned.
He reached out and flipped through the information before him, only to find a stack of matchmaking profiles.
His expression faltered slightly.
"Beautiful Uncle, I carefully selected these myself; they are all women very suitable for you, and they're all unmarried. If you like any of them, you can invite them to meet and have dinner together, to cultivate a relationship," Zoe Yale said as she picked up the top photo and handed it to Lucas Scott.
"Look at this one; she's so pretty. The people at the matchmaking agency said she's even a Doctor—smart and beautiful, definitely a match for my Beautiful Uncle..."
Zoe Yale's petite body nestled on the sofa, holding the information in front of her, introducing each to Lucas Scott one by one.
The way she was acting, it was as if she were an ancient matchmaker.
If she could make even one match successful...
This was the inspiration she had received after her own matchmaking experience.
