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.”

the hospital. “Your dad must really hate me,

do you think?” Arnold pressed

did it on

glanced at her. “Are you satisfied now? You’ve avenged

bring me here then?” Josie asked

who was just about to open the car

she had ulterior motives, he still brought

my

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

walked to the other side and

here. Why didn’t you

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

he seldom went back there. He always

where he had an exclusive room

and poured two glasses. “The first time I came

went into the bathroom

against the door, Josie continued, “You were in a meeting, and it seemed Heather was there too. The moment I saw her, I felt

Josie had no

she’s become the daughter of the Olsen family. In

transparent pouch from her bag and dropped a