Blind Date Turned Proposal

The feud between the Carters and the Russells had deep roots, hence Scar’s intense animosity toward them.

As the words left Scar’s mouth, Arnold kicked him in the belly. “Keep yapping, and I might finish you off first!”

“Relax, man. Amidst the commotion, Dexter’s attention was snagged by faint makeup smudges on Arnold’s shoulder. They appeared to be imprints left by a woman resting against him.

He gestured to Leanne, who promptly handed him a cigarette.

Dexter extracted one and passed Josie a lighter, motioning for her to ignite it.

Josie’s nerves were taut and reluctant.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Dexter’s lips. “Go on, light it.”

She hesitated for a moment before taking the lighter. With a snap, a spark of fire illuminated the sharp arch of the man’s brows and his eyes.

Smoke filled his lungs, and Dexter released a long exhale, finally easing a bit.

It had been a while since he had smoked. He’d promised to quit, and since then, he’d refrained from touching a cigarette.

Tonight was the first exception.

no worries,” Arnold remarked as he took a tissue from one of his subordinates, wiping his fingers clean. “But did you switch personal assistants? I didn’t see

refocused on Leanne.

of the Olsen family, she no longer felt inferior, exuding confidence and handling the attention from

mean Leanne?”

opportunity to interject, “In case you didn’t know, you two are related. She’s your sister-

“True, but who’s to say if I’ll ever

was clear, and Dexter’s

said, “Mr.

still present.

that, saying what’s on his mind or nothing. By the way, Ms. Olsen, I’m curious why you’ve come

breaking point, unable to stand on the sidelines of the men’s showdown.

was becoming unbearable, and

she locked eyes with

initial firmness wavered as she grappled with Josie’s

look at Dexter, she seemed on

cigarette accentuated Dexter’s fingers, his demeanor gradually

on your behalf,” Josie had already pieced together much

fitting to work at the Russell Group, given that it doesn’t enhance the prestige of your Ms. Olsen persona. But shouldn’t you be accountable for

message I asked you to pass on to Mr. Russell? My hunch is you didn’t.” Josie knew it was Leanne

access to Dexter’s personal calls, Leanne, who had only recently joined the Russell Group, seemed to