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

Chapter 884 The Concept Of The Painting 

Josie gradually adapted to the light, squirting slightly. On the stage, the trio jointly held the handle of the knife and cut the cake together.

Dexter was calm and composed. His passion in the room earlier was all but gone, and he was restrained and aloof.

Heather was surrounded in the center, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she was a princess. As Josie looked at Dexter, he returned her gaze. She wasn’t sure if she was seeing things, but she discerned at sense of warmth in his eyes.

She then glanced below the stage again. Claudia was also wearing a gown that day, and it was azure blue. The woman was looking at Heather with a smile on her face.

“Nothing much. I just feel that some things in this world are truly unfair.”

With a light scoff, Josie found a corner to sit down. Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the stage remained as lively as ever.

Morgan’s gaze fell on her reddened ankles. “Do your feet hurt?”

At his remark, Josie belatedly realized that her high heels were too small, leaving her fair ankles covered in red marks.

“Yeah.”

then crouched down and took her shoes off for her. As his large hands covered her ankles, a

and looked around. “This isn’t quite proper.”

around. “Who cares about you

hit home, for everyone’s eyes were

to do as

His movements were gentle, as

bit uncomfortable entrusting her feet to someone else and instinctively wanted to pull them back. “Okay,

not like I

Words eluded Josie.

The host introduced the few paintings that would be sold that

sat below the stage, but Dexter was not by his side. He

wouldn’t dare disrespect the Olsen family and their daughter even if it were

price shot exceptionally

that even Arnold had

the socialite circles. She seemed to have come prepared

you not like paintings?” Josie asked casually, retracting her

If he found something he liked, he would go to great lengths to

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