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

Arnold’s men dragged the bloodied waiter away.

Soon, all the other waiters were called away, and the private lounges’ doors were shut. The waiters lined up. A middle-aged woman at the end of the line walked to a corner and before changing her direction.

Larry waited for her at the door. They exchanged items within a few seconds. If someone were to check the surveillance recording, it would appear that they never met.

“Mr. Russell, I got it.”

Larry presented a tiny camera to Dexter. It contained recordings of the gathering in Arnold’s. private lounge.

The waiter that Arnold’s men beat up only served as a distraction to prevent the real spy from being discovered.

Dexter viewed the footage before handing it to Caesar to have a look. “Do you think this is enough proof to report him?”

Caesar had a conflicted expression. He seemed troubled. “Mr. Russell, shouldn’t we consult. the city council about this? The matter involves many influential people. If you act rashly…”

Dexter remained calm and asked, “Is Arnold’s superior in this?”

Caesar looked at the recording again before replying, “No.”

nothing to worry about. All that matters is Mr. Lynch is in there.” Dexter

to an end, and Caesar left through the backdoor. As Dexter led Josie out of the place, they coincidentally bumped into Arnold, sending off

held Josie’s hand tightly and replied, “You have a nice place. I should come here

often.”

waiters can’t

often.”

Dexter smiled in response.

animosity, neither dared to fight openly,

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She had enough of being

wrench her

her a warning glance and tightened his grip. “Jo,

expression turned sullen as she sensed Arnold’s

you

an old friend of

words seemed to hint something between them. Josie felt her hand was on the verge of being crushed by

Mr. Carter. How would I dare to bother you when you

and instantly detected that something