Blind Date Turned Proposal

Arnold’s men dragged the bloodied waiter away.

Soon, all the other waiters were called away, and the private lounges’ doors were shut. The waiters lined up. A middle-aged woman at the end of the line walked to a corner and before changing her direction.

Larry waited for her at the door. They exchanged items within a few seconds. If someone were to check the surveillance recording, it would appear that they never met.

“Mr. Russell, I got it.”

Larry presented a tiny camera to Dexter. It contained recordings of the gathering in Arnold’s. private lounge.

The waiter that Arnold’s men beat up only served as a distraction to prevent the real spy from being discovered.

Dexter viewed the footage before handing it to Caesar to have a look. “Do you think this is enough proof to report him?”

Caesar had a conflicted expression. He seemed troubled. “Mr. Russell, shouldn’t we consult. the city council about this? The matter involves many influential people. If you act rashly…”

Dexter remained calm and asked, “Is Arnold’s superior in this?”

at the recording again before

there’s nothing to worry about. All that matters is Mr. Lynch is in there.” Dexter took the

sending off his guests. His voice was intimidatingly cold as he said, “Dexter, to what do I owe the pleasure of having

held Josie’s hand tightly and replied, “You have a nice place. I

“I’m afraid my waiters can’t bear

smiled in response.

neither dared to fight openly, Josie was tired of this. She had enough of being dragged between them as their pawn.

wrench her hand

gave her a warning glance and tightened his grip.

sullen as she sensed Arnold’s probing gaze. “Mr. Carter…”

an old friend of Sky Palace. Why didn’t you come and say hi earlier?”

hand was on the verge of

I dare to bother

in her words. Arnold was an intelligent man and instantly detected that something was wrong. “Overwhelmed?” Arnold muttered

responded coldly, “The same could be said about