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.

didn’t have the energy to think

even showed up at the funeral. I’m sure

it last?” Morgan’s voice was persuasive and magnetic. “What Dexter is doing isn’t a long- term solution. Every day that passes without him marrying Heather, the danger he faces

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

doesn’t know we’re divorced. My presence was to give

he picking up a 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

didn’t respond, instead she looked at Morgan.

want, Josie? You’re not still dreaming of reconciling with him, are

Josie. She averted her gaze as Dexter’s vulnerable

naturally will. We’re not the only

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

number. It belonged to Arnold’s Bentley,

her palm. “Go ahead.

at the object, then glanced at Morgan. In the end, she nodded