Meyer panicked because he thought that his end was near.
So he was thinking hard before he replied, "M—My type is a very fierce lady, Ma'am. I like a woman who's not into being a regular housewife, she has to be a very dedicated woman at her line of work, and I want her to be strong, adventurous, and independent."
"I also want her to be YOUNGER than me," Meyer emphasized, knowing that Mrs. Phoenix Gray—despite her everlasting beauty—was still a lady in her 30s.
She should know better, right?
"Oh, great!" Chloe chirped happily, which sounded like death for Meyer.
Meyer clenched the steering wheel to ensure he didn't lose control of the car and then asked, "W—What do you mean, Ma'am? Why are you asking me that question?"
"Oh—hihi, it's nothing," Chloe said. "I just have a surprise for you. But, are you free this Saturday?"
