That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Chapter 527 Tit for Tat

On this occasion, a social gathering was underway. Dexter personally hosted a banquet at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, accompanied by the top executives of Russell Group.

Among the attendees were some of the city’s most influential and affluent individuals.

Over the past few months, Dexter had tirelessly engaged with numerous influential figures in his quest to revive the economy of Russell Group. Some negotiations bore fruit, while others faltered. Rest was a luxury he couldn’t afford, as he was wholly committed to stabilizing the company.

As an outsider, Josie couldn’t bear to witness him in a state of despair, especially considering the efforts she had made for him and Russell Group.

Around the bend, a sleek black official car with a distinctive license plate glided into view. Without a hitch, it smoothly bypassed a police checkpoint, evading any need for a breathalyzer test.

Then, the car pulled up before Dexter and the others. The personal assistant sprang into action, alighting from the vehicle and graciously opening the rear door. Stepping into view, a man in his forties or fifties emerged from the shadows, his face sharp and his hair graying gracefully. Leaning on the support of a woman, he greeted Dexter with a firm handshake, “Hi, Mr. Russell.”

truly honored to have you join us this

upon the woman beside Caesar. His smile subtly faded, sensing an unspoken tension

scrutiny and gracefully

the same time, Caesar directed his attention toward the grand hall of

Wavery knows that Mr. Perkins is renowned for his integrity and transparency. I have meticulously taken care of every detail. The food and beverages comply with all regulations

waiter’s lead and stepping forward. “I have witnessed Mr. Russell’s capabilities, so I can

had explicitly requested that no entertainment facilities be provided on the hotel’s top

in the city. The official announcement is set to be made within the next three

made mistakes in the previous project, so it’s only reasonable for the higher–ups not to

casually reached for the teapot on the table and poured tea for Caesar. “Who is

head. “We don’t have the answer yet. It’s still a mystery in

“A mystery!”