Blind Date Turned Proposal

Josie stood on the second-floor balcony, taking in the scene before her.

When the phone in her pocket vibrated relentlessly, she picked it up and answered, “Hello.”

“I’ll wait for you at the foot of the hill.” Morgan’s voice rang out.

Out of respect, Morgan was also dressed in black. He sat in the driver’s seat, watching as Josie walked step by step toward him before getting into the car.

“I just received the news that Dexter’s grandfather has passed away.” Morgan’s voice was calm, yet filled. with concern as he looked at her. “Don’t cry too much. It’s not good for your health.”

Josie, drained of energy, asked, “Why are you looking for me?”

They sat in the car, shielded by a privacy film. From the outside, one couldn’t see in, ensuring they wouldn’t attract any attention.

“The Russell family owes its current status to Old Mr. Russell. Over the years, people have feared of Dexter largely due to this reason. Now that he’s gone, the power dynamics in Wavery are bound to be reshuffled,” Morgan calmly described the current situation.

to think about all that. Her mind was now

at the funeral. I’m sure those people wouldn’t

was persuasive and magnetic. “What Dexter is doing isn’t a long- term solution. Every day that passes without him marrying

Mr. Russell passed away, only Dexter and you were with

was fiddling with her fingers. “Old Mr. Russell doesn’t know we’re divorced. My presence was to give him

pen from the control panel. “This is the most advanced listening device in the world. You can place it in Dexter’s office, study, or even his bedroom. He cares about you so much, he

Morgan.

puzzled. “Isn’t this what you want, Josie?

She averted her

you don’t do this, someone else naturally will. We’re not the only ones keeping an eye on

car whizzed past them in a domineering manner, heading straight up the hill.

license plate number. It belonged to Arnold’s Bentley,

in her palm. “Go ahead.

the object, then glanced at Morgan.