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.”

marriage to Josie was starting to get to him. He felt like Mark

the crease in his forehead deepened as he thought about Josie. Why didn’t she want to follow him?

lounge area. A server came up to him and asked

come in,” he ordered.

his orders, the door opened a crack. The server’s eyes widened when he saw who

“Ms. Olsen…”

glass in her hand

as she had come in

two people in the

line just now,” she said softly. “I hope you don’t take his words to heart. I won’t interfere with your relationship

the way she referred to Josie.

eyes darted around like a cornered animal. She had always referred to Josie as Mrs. Russell, but now she called her “Ms. Warren.” It was

you don’t mind..

mind,” Dexter snorted. “But she might not.”

despair, and her mouth turned into a frown. She looked like she was about to burst into