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.”

they left the hospital. “Your dad must

think?” Arnold pressed

it on

her. “Are you

here then?” Josie

hearing this, Arnold, who was just about to open

he still brought her along. He himself

my father

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

He walked to the other side and opened the passenger door. “Drive me

here. Why didn’t you ask

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

he seldom went back there. He always felt it too empty and

he returned to the country club where he had an exclusive room on the highest floor. Nothing

thirsty. She found a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. “The first time I came here was with

shirt and went

were in a meeting, and it seemed Heather was

the sound of water echoed from within, Josie had no idea how much

assistant. And now, she’s become the daughter of the Olsen family. In the

a transparent pouch from her bag and