Blind Date Turned Proposal

Josie instinctively glared at him, catching a glimpse of Dexter’s expression gradually turning. menacing from the corner of her eye.

“How about that? I remembered correctly, didn’t I?” Morgan asked with a smile. “You must have had a tough few years, so take your time and have a good soak.”

Before Josie could even respond, Eugene asked, “Mr. Bastille, do the two of you… know each other?”

“First love.”

Morgan’s words never failed to shock people into silence. Astonishment was written across Eugene’s face. He glanced at Josie, then at Dexter, whose face was taut with tension. “My goodness,” he exclaimed, “everyone said Mr. Bastille was quite the charmer in his youth. Who would have thought he’d run into his first love like this? What a coincidence, don’t you think, Mr. Rusell?”

Josie gritted her teeth in frustration, knowing full well Morgan did it on purpose, deliberately making things difficult for her.

“What I mean is, I was her first love,” Morgan corrected leisurely. His gaze met Dexter’s directly. Sparks of palpable danger flew between them.

“I’m on my period, so it’s

Morgan’s arrangement. Instead of acknowledging her response, the

wasn’t upset and shrugged. “Skip her,

group headed toward a private dining room. Dexter led the way, not sparing another glance at Josie. As they walked through the corridor, one of the private rooms’ doors suddenly opened, and

voluptuous, but she carried

are you

line of sight. “I heard this hot spring clubhouse in Rivodia was amazing, and the

the woman dining

nodding slightly at

lady. The vegetarian food here is truly excellent,” Morgan agreed with

he turned his gaze toward

whispered intimately, “Dex, my mother will be going back. for her

men discussing business, so it’s not appropriate for a girl like

group?” Heather was talking about Josie. Her voice trailed off

marred Dexter’s