It was a Friday, and if Gilbert did nothing today, his children would be upset with him. With the weekend coming up, he had to act now or he wouldn't be able to produce a better half for the Open House on Monday morning. Today was his only chance. He had to find them a mom by tonight.

He strode into his office and saw a smiling Jacqueline looking radiant in a lemon-yellow crepe top and black pencil skirt. Her lips were looking even more luscious and pouty in a berry-colored matte lipstick, attracting him like a magnet.

"Good morning Mr. Prescott sir, " said a chirpy Jacqueline, doing a...