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

Chapter 720 Stealing Secrets for Him 

The road came alive with a parade of sleek, black luxury cars, neatly spaced about five meters apart, cruising down the empty thoroughfare.

The rain pelted down incessantly, creating a rhythmic symphony on the car roofs. At the same time, raindrops painted graceful trails on the windowpanes.

Breaking the silence, Dexter’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia, “It’s been a while since Wavery saw rain. this heavy.”

Leanne lowered her gaze, “We’ve had a two-month dry spell. Spring is here finally, bringing the inevitable. rain.”

“After this storm passes, the weather will gradually warm up.”

Dexter removed the rosary from his wrist, his fingers methodically tracing each bead, his expression a mystery.

Despite the car’s spacious design, their whispered exchange seemed to confine their surroundings.

The man casually shifted his posture, stretching out his long legs. One hand rested casually on his knee, projecting an air of relaxation.

In contrast, Leanne appeared slightly constrained.

“Dex… Why didn’t you clarify things today? When you didn’t answer the phone, were you out hunting for her father’s whereabouts?”

Earlier that day, Dexter had received news that someone had sighted Paul. Yet, upon his arrival, the informant had changed his story, claiming it was a misunderstanding.

Swiftly withdrawing, he ordered his bodyguards to give the

due to the escalating violence that

call in his place and quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a teain to locate Josie, only to

intertwined with

events led to their

Dexter and Josie were both gauging each other’s

Dexter sighed, rubbing

with you, she might not

chuckle tinged with self-mockery, “Perhaps I shouldn’t

her words, prompting a thoughtful look from Dexter. “Don’t worry about

It was clear that Josie’s

wry smile, his fingers fidgeting with the

his knee as she regarded him, an infatuated glint in her eyes. “Dex… Why do you keep me close despite Mrs. Russell bothering

look at her, “You’re my assistant.”

to many people, but I’m not interested in being just

almost

eyes gleamed brightly

and the need for caution, our driver won’t speed. It’ll take us about an hour to reach the Olsen Residence at

deftly ignored her

her implied meaning might have been clear.

leg was tender, brushing

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