Blind Date Turned Proposal

Heather’s humiliation was palpable. Her ears burned as she felt the disdainful stares of the crowd bore into her.

Caesar’s jaw tightened, muscles twitching as he tried to contain his anger. “Ms. Riley,” he said, his voice tight with barely suppressed rage. “You should make up for your mistake by following Ms. Olsen’s orders.”

Heather bit her lip so hard that she tasted blood. “I will,” she responded, her voice barely above a whisper.

Heather raised the bottle of wine and approached the crowd. “More wine?” she asked, her voice small and uncertain.

“Excuse me, sir,” she called to the passersby, her voice trembling. “Would you like more wine?”

“Hello…”

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air, broken only by Summer’s smirk as she watched the scene unfold.

“This is nonsense!” Claudia said, wanting to offer her help to the young lady, but Arnold held her back.

Olsens’ house. The driver got out and opened the door for a man in a black suit. He had a calm air of confidence that stood out in

the dress as she sprinted towards

smirk fading as she recalled what

falling on Heather, whose face was pale. His eyebrows

like this?” Dexter teased, grabbing her hands and

at their interlocked hands. Although Dexter didn’t think much of it, it made her heart swell. “Dex, it’s my birthday today,” she said sweetly. “Couldn’t you spare me the

before Heather. “You’ll have to face the consequences for ruining Ms. Olsen’s dress,” he announced.

her throat as

Summer’s. “Ms. Olsen, I’m so sorry,” she quavered. “It

to the crowd, then back to Heather. She knew she couldn’t make a scene. “Alright, you can go

grateful look before disappearing

turned her attention to Dexter. “What took you so long? I was starting to think you weren’t coming,” she continued, her voice dripping with honey.