Blind Date Turned Proposal

Scott immediately issued orders, leaning against the car window and saying, “You can’t go in. There’s a gasoline leak in the car. It might explode before the bomb does!”

Dexter knelt in front of Josie, ignoring everything else, and focused solely on checking the timer on the bomb beneath them.

Josie froze, seeing his hands covered in blood from the shattered window glass.

The man appeared completely indifferent, furrowing his brow at the bomb. Several wires of different colors were intertwined. Cutting the right one might prevent the bomb from exploding.

Josie trembled. “Dexter, stop looking. Just leave. It doesn’t matter if I die. You are the backbone of the Russell Group. It can’t afford to lose you!”

Her words were jumbled but surprisingly insightful. She dared not move.

Dexter finally glanced at her with a hint of helplessness. “If I leave, you’ll be entangled with Arnold again.”

Josie was on the verge of tears. “It’s really not my fault. He kidnapped me, and there’s also Mallory. What can I do?”

The police quickly found scissors and handed them over. Dexter swiftly took them. At this point, there were only four minutes left until the bomb exploded.

made, and ordinary scissors couldn’t cut them. Dexter clenched the tool. Suddenly, he looked at the woman whose lips had turned pale

want to give it

but quickly

will cause it

finished speaking, he yelled at his colleagues,

was half-kneeling. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he

wires here—red, blue, and white. The odds of finding the one to disarm the device

a sharp breath, knowing

breathe. She slowly nodded, “I-I guess

was barely audible. “When I was studying abroad, Old Mr. Russell didn’t give me living expenses to

effect. Josie tried

the entrance fee to the largest local casino. I won a year’s

that amusing. This

To punish me, they strapped me to a chair with a bomb and

was