Blind Date Turned Proposal

On the verge of tears, Scar was about to speak when the door to the ward swung open. Arnold walked out, his expression far from pleasant.

Scar quickly stood up, as if he had seen his savior.

“Mr. Carter.”

Josie sat in the chair as Arnold scrutinized her.

The latter, now sober, gave Scar the side-eye. “What’s the matter?”

Scar tiptoed and whispered something into his ear. Arnold’s expression remained unchanged. “Got it. Take a team to handle it. Get it resolved by tomorrow morning.”

Upon receiving his orders, Scar complied and quickly departed, his actions bearing an uncanny resemblance to a hasty escape.

Josie could barely hold by her laughter as she looked on.

“Why are you giving him a hard time?” Arnold pressed the elevator button.

“I enjoy it, you know,” Josie said, walking beside him. “He keeps calling me instead. Does he think I have the aura of Mrs. Carter?”

The mirror in the elevator reflected their two figures, one tall and one petite, making for a peculiar yet compatible pair.

“Stop messing around.”

kept quiet, only asking after they left the hospital. “Your dad

Arnold pressed the

it on

at her. “Are you satisfied

did you bring me here then?”

who was just about to open

knew she had ulterior motives, he still brought her along. He himself couldn’t make sense of

my

silent, Josie continued, “I’m not doing this for

he had taken in. He walked to the other side and opened the

Why didn’t you

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

seldom went back

an exclusive room on the highest floor. Nothing much had changed

thirsty. She found a bottle of wine and poured two glasses.

off his shirt and went into the bathroom

door, Josie continued, “You were in a meeting, and it seemed Heather was there too. The

echoed from within, Josie had no idea

the Olsen family. In the future, she

quietly took out a transparent pouch from