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.

how quickly Mrs. Carter

kept a

happen to be the future heir of

background in finance and had fostered

position as the heir of a corporation, Summer aimed

latter was unfazed.

know, this news hasn’t reached the public yet. Your attempt to mock me seems.

an eyebrow, contemplating the idea

not have caused a huge stir yet, but what if

crinkled her nose

wouldn’t

understanding

no intention of doing so. But now that you’re here, I do.” Summer

none other than Morgan Bastille, the heir of the Bastille family

through Josie’s system. How did the

the situation if it were just Dexter who knew. But now, even Summer had found out. Goodness gracious! Was there no privacy left?

swallow the sickeningly sweet coffee. “So what?”