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 really hate

do you think?” Arnold pressed

it

He finally glanced at her.

did you bring me here then?” Josie

hearing this, Arnold, who was just about

she had ulterior motives, he still brought her along. He himself

want my father

doing this for

in. He walked to the other side and opened the

just here. Why didn’t you ask him to

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

he seldom went back there. He always felt

the country club where he had an exclusive

found a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. “The first time

his shirt and went into the

it seemed Heather was there too. The moment I saw her, I felt

Josie had no idea

Olsen family. In the future, she

transparent pouch from her bag and dropped a pill into