Blind Date Turned Proposal

It was clear that Dexter was behind the problem that was crippling the Carter Group. Mark, however, seemed to be turning a blind eye. This could be because he didn’t care about Arnold, or perhaps he simply valued Dexter too much to lose him.

“I heard you took Leanne to see Old Mr. Russell a few days ago,” Mark commented, swiftly changing the subject.

Dexter was not at ease with Mark’s use of the nickname “Leanne” to address Heather, even though it was a nickname he had been familiar with in the past.

It was natural to cling to the precious memories they had shared, but it was also an undeniable truth that his heart belonged to Josie..

“Yes, Grandpa was pleased to see her.”

“I’ll go see Grandpa more often when I have the time. I missed him a lot, too,” Heather added, her voice filled with longing.

Dexter nodded dismissively, then took a sip of his cocktail.

Mark’s words were bold and unwavering. “That’s kind of you, Dexter,” he said. “Old Mr. Russell was very fond of Leanne and took care of her. She should be visiting him more often. Also, you were so close with Leanne ever since you two were kids. You should spend more time together.”

Claudia cleared her throat to interrupt him. “They’re adults now,” she enunciated, her voice firm. “They’ll figure things out on their own. There’s no need for you to meddle in their relationship.”

his expression darkening. Mark’s continued disregard for his marriage to Josie was starting to get to him. He felt like Mark was

in his forehead deepened as he thought

lounge area.

come in,” he ordered.

as he gave his orders, the door opened a crack. The

“Ms. Olsen…”

was Heather. She was holding a glass in her hand and staring at

as she had come in unannounced. He then gestured for the server

two

softly. “I hope you don’t take his words to heart. I won’t interfere with your relationship with Ms.

by the way she referred to Josie. “You’ve never called her Ms. Warren

as Mrs. Russell, but now she called her “Ms. Warren.” It was as if she was trying to erase any trace of their

don’t

Dexter snorted. “But she might

fell; her eyes filled with despair, and her mouth turned into a frown. She looked like she