Blind Date Turned Proposal

Josie’s response wasn’t one of anger. Exuding an air of authority, she calmly retorted, “Those are all childhood memories and things of the past. Mrs. Carter, don’t you think it’s disrespectful to your husband to bring it up again?”

Josie’s gaze locked with Summer’s, their eyes entangled as if invisible threads held them.

Summer’s lips curved into a cynical smile as she stared at Josie.

“Josic, you may have perfected the art of playing Dex to your advantage, but…”

Confused, Josie interjected, “Mrs. Carter, you’re using the wrong terminology. What does winning or losing have to do with me? The union between the Olsen and Carter families was decided without my involvement. I have no part in it, remember?”

As the waiter brought the coffee, Josie accepted and stirred it with a spoon absentmindedly.

“If you’re not happy marrying Mr. Carter, perhaps you should express your discontent to your parents and the Carters instead of directing your anger towards me.”

Meanwhile, the gentle winter afternoon sun cast a warm and tender glow on Josie.

“Did you happen to see today’s headline in Wavery? It claims that ‘Mrs. Russell betrayed during the negotiation, causing substantial losses for Russell Group”,” Summer remarked, placing one hand on the seat and gently massaging her temple, “Is it true?”

Josie pressed her lips together.

Dexter was right. Being Mrs. Russell meant having every move scrutinized and exposed to the public eye, necessitating caution and vigilance.

another topic, “It’s interesting how quickly Mrs. Carter got wind of

Larry had kept a lid

Mrs. Carter, I also happen to be the future heir of the Olsen

Olsen Group, Summer had a background in finance and had fostered connections throughout the industry,

the heir of a corporation, Summer aimed to intimidate Josie with her superiority and capabilities.

the latter was unfazed.

far as I know, this news hasn’t reached the public yet.

raised an eyebrow, contemplating the idea of leaking the information.

not have caused a huge stir yet, but

Josie savored her coffee, she crinkled her nose in response

you wouldn’t have invited me

had a keen understanding of Summer’s motives.

of doing so. But now that

the negotiation meeting is none other than Morgan Bastille, the heir of the Bastille family in Rivodia. Interestingly enough, he

shock through Josie’s system. How did the word of her private matters

knew. But now, even Summer had found out. Goodness gracious! Was there no

swallow the sickeningly sweet