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

Josie suddenly chuckled lightly, asking the designer, “Am I beautiful?”

The latter was taken aback and quickly replied, “Of course! You’re gorgeous! It has been a long time since I’ve seen a customer wear a gown so well.”

Josie’s usually understated beauty was now intentionally accentuated, and it was breathtaking and impossible to ignore.

Inside the small room, a television was broadcasting the morning financial news.

Dexter sat in front of the camera, calmly explaining the various details of his collaboration with the Olsen family. Camera flashes kept going off, but he remained composed throughout.

When reporters asked questions, he parried with them effortlessly, using subtle means to handle even the most tricky of questions.

As expected, he had publicized his collaboration today.

Josie had her clothes put away and left in her gown, saying, “Thank you.”

Morgan’s car had been waiting at a nearby junction for quite some time. He was casually playing a game on his phone, not paying much attention to his surroundings. That was until Josie came over and leaned, down to knock on his car window.

Morgan looked up, and once he did, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

was all swept back, secured with a deep blue hairpin. Pearls dangled from silver threads, swaying with her movements. She looked like a

his tongue lightly. He opened the car door and commented, “I’m not

care about his opinion. She asked, “Where are the things I told you to bring?”

the passenger seat it

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art exhibition was set in the biggest art gallery in Wavery. By the time they arrived, guests had already started to gather, mingling in

she asked Ryan to deliver the antique porcelain bow! “This is a gift for Ms. Olsen. Please don’t

speaking than a slight commotion erupted outside the gallery.

first to step out were Mark and Claudia, both of whom were dressed with great care and

good, but she still exuded a certain aura of elegance, thanks to her training as a

wanted to laugh, feeling a bit sorry for Suminer The latter always had to attend

“Good heavens, Dexter?”

get out of

it seems the

gaze, seeing Dexter leading Heather by the hand as they descended from another car. Every gesture he made exuded nobility and elegance. Dressed in a white shirt and black pants, his attire was far from formal. It could even be considered his

situation, he was holding Heather’s hand.

stilettos today and also wore a white gown. Her figure was exquisite, and her expression subtly

Heather