"Right. It is time for you to settle down properly. How long do you plan to keep running around meeting different women? Do not forget that you are the heir to Asia's largest corporation and a member of the imperial family."
It seemed news traveled fast. Not long after I parted ways with Edward IX, a call came from Hanseong.
No matter how deeply British culture had spread, Asia was still Asia.
In truth, anywhere in the world, what father would be pleased to see his heir recklessly meeting women?
But from my perspective, with almost no memory of it, it felt unfair.
My body had apparently been acting on instinct, searching for past connections on its own. What was I supposed to do about that?
"I looked into it, and the match is excellent. The AI is a core future business of the James Killian Group. If she is the founder's daughter, it is worth forming a connection."
"…Even so, there is no guarantee she will remain successful in the next generation."
"She is also an outstanding AI developer. A young genius, according to academia. Why not give it a proper chance?"
So she was beautiful and capable?
"But even if things go well, it is still a subsidiary of the James Killian Group. It is not like we can absorb it."
"Even without absorption, synergy is possible. Our semiconductors are essential to the AI industry. And they will remain a top tier client. Becoming family would only strengthen that."
"…You are not seriously telling me to marry her, are you?"
"I am not forcing you. Just meet her with an open mind. She is far superior to the women you have been seeing."
"…I intend to change. I will meet her once, but after that, I want no interference. And I will stop seeing other women."
Silence followed on the other end.
Then disbelief.
Apparently, my past behavior had been quite extreme.
"I think I need to rest. Let us talk later."
"What? It is still afternoon in London…"
Click.
Some things never change. Parents everywhere are the same.
The call ended, but not the pressure.
"Vice Chairman, here is the information on the person you will meet."
"…I have to review this too?"
"Of course. The Chairman has high expectations. His Majesty Edward IX is also supporting this."
Of course he was.
The other side was probably analyzing my profile just as thoroughly.
"This company's performance is impressive."
"Yes. In large language models, there is no competitor."
"…At this pace, AI could reshape society itself."
"The Chairman is concerned about that as well. That is why securing a partnership is important."
Mass layoffs caused by AI had already begun.
Not only creative work, but even administrative tasks were being replaced.
Even AL Group could not ignore this.
"Every era brings its own problems. Fine. Spread the word that I will meet her."
I looked at her photo.
She was beautiful.
Victoria Amelia Rockefeller.
So she was from the Rockefeller family.
Unlike the original timeline, this family still dominated the energy sector.
But she belonged to a branch family and built her own path in AI.
Impressive.
Her profile described her as kind, disciplined, and highly respected.
A natural leader.
An ideal successor.
No wonder my father was eager.
Still, someone like this would never simply adapt to me.
That thought lingered, but curiosity grew.
Whether it came from Killian or Hyun-seok, I could not tell.
Either way, meeting her would answer everything.
Ninety years after my last life, I was going on another blind date.
Life truly is unpredictable.
The day finally arrived.
I came alone.
No assistants, no driver.
Driving a limousine through central London would have been foolish.
The weather was perfect.
Clear skies, calm winds.
A perfect day.
I had even let her choose the meeting place.
Now the question was.
Where had she chosen?