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

you think?” Arnold pressed

it

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

here

was just about to open the car door, paused

motives, he still brought her along. He himself couldn’t make sense

I want my father to see

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

to

here. Why didn’t you

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

Arnold owned a house in Wavery, he seldom went back there. He

an exclusive room

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

his shirt and went

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

echoed from within, Josie had no idea how much

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

took out a transparent pouch from