A woman discovers that the love score of the CEO she is drawn to is completely blank, leaving her unable to read his feelings or trust his intentions. As she tries to understand why his score is missing, she must decide whether to risk her heart on the one man she cannot measure.
Thank you for the wine. Unbelievable. I walked out. He said something behind me. The music swallowed most of it, probably ungrateful.
I waited at the curb for my and felt for the first time in weeks weightless. I work at a big tech company. Co-workers who greet me with Emma, hey girl, turn around and trash me by the coffee machine. Their sweet smiles comes with a red minus 21 floating above.
My manager plays fair in meetings, but the second something goes sideways and he needs someone to blame, his number drops to menace 50. That Monday morning, department-wide messages blew up right before the all-hands meeting. HR just announced a new CEO.
Isn't that the guy from the conference last year? Everyone showed up 10 minutes early. I took a seat in the third row. The intern next to me, Lily, was practically vibrating.
He walked in, sharp-jawed, his cold eyes sweeping the room. Emma, look! Out of habit, I glanced up. Empty space above his head.
No number, no color. I blinked and shifted angles, yet it remained blank. You okay? 40 minutes in, I looked at him at least 20 times, but saw nothing.
After, Lily dragged me toward the front. I just want a closer look. We passed him in the aisle, and I stared. It was still blank, even from three feet away.
He stopped mid-sentence and turned.