Chapter 19

As soon as Emma sat down, the man across from her took out his phone, glancing between the screen and her face as if comparing her to a photo. "Ms. Dyer, I specifically asked for an unedited, bare-faced photo. The matchmaker only gave me your ID photo. Now that you're wearing makeup, I can't tell what you really look like. What if your photo was misleading?" She hadn't expected him to drop such a bombshell the moment she sat down. Emma wondered if Velma was so anxious to match her up that she didn't even bother checking if these men were suitable partners. She suppressed her emotions and maintained a polite smile. "I'm not wearing makeup—just lipstick." The man eyed her up and down, clearly unconvinced. "Impossible. Everyone knows that women take an hour just to put on their 'no-makeup' makeup look. Ms. Dyer, I hope you know that I dislike dishonest women." "Then perhaps I suggest you might want to get your eyes checked," she retorted. The man was stunned by her remarks. "I've