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.

you think?” Arnold pressed the car

did it

glanced at her. “Are

did you bring me here then?” Josie asked with a

who was just about to open the car

motives, he still brought

my father to

not doing this for

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

was just here. Why didn’t

“I forgot.”

Josie was rendered speechless.

house in Wavery, he seldom went back there. He always felt it too

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

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

took off his shirt and went into the bathroom to

meeting, and it seemed Heather was there too. The moment I saw her, I felt an overwhelming

within, Josie had no idea how much Arnold had

she’s become the daughter of the Olsen family. In the future, she might even

she quietly took out a transparent pouch from her bag and dropped a pill