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.

lips, disinterested in their dispute. She turned to the server and said, “I’m on my period, so it’s inappropriate for me to

that statement, she effectively declined Morgan’s arrangement. Instead of acknowledging her response, the server turned to look at Morgan.

shrugged. “Skip her, then.”

private dining room. Dexter led the way, not sparing another glance at Josie. As they walked through

light, airy clothes. Her figure may not be voluptuous,

paused. “What are you doing

hot spring clubhouse in Rivodia was amazing, and the vegetarian food was delicious too, so I

woman dining elegantly was none other than

nodding slightly at her. “Ms.

have good taste indeed, young lady. The vegetarian food here is truly excellent,” Morgan agreed with a smile. “How about this? I’ll cover all your expenses for

his gaze toward

Heather could refuse, everything had been set in stone. She expressed her thanks, then walked over to Dexter and whispered intimately, “Dex, my mother will be

men discussing business, so it’s not appropriate for a girl like you to join us.”

Heather was talking about Josie. Her voice trailed off at the end of

marred Dexter’s