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.

head as a Mercedes Benz pulled up to the Olsens’ house. The driver got out and opened the door for a man in

the dress as she sprinted towards him.

fading as she

whose face was pale. His eyebrows raised at the realization of what had happened before he

mistake like this?” Dexter teased, grabbing her hands and leading her

wide grin as she stared 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.

go of her hands when they arrived before Heather. “You’ll have to face the consequences for ruining Ms. Olsen’s dress,”

words were caught in her throat as she tried to process

to Dexter’s, then skittered away to Summer’s. “Ms.

she couldn’t make a scene. “Alright,

grateful look before disappearing into the

so long? I was starting to think you weren’t coming,” she continued, her voice dripping