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

The media managed to snap a photo of Dexter when he left Russell Mansion that day.

In the photo, he was not accompanied by a bodyguard. He was the one driving the car with Heather by his side. Although there was no physical contact between the two, from the way they looked at each other, it was evident that their relationship was not simple.

The journalist wrote with a hint of ambiguity, stating that Heather was comforting Dexter over the loss of his grandfather and was accompanying him outdoors to clear his mind. It was suggested that the two might even bring their wedding forward.

After reading the article, Josie had only one thought in her mind: Is it really necessary for one to get married?

“Ms. Warren, so sorry I’m late.” A warm voice sounded from behind. A middle-aged man dressed in a suit. extended his hand as he strode toward her.

Josie stood up immediately and shook his hand, saying “Mr. Zimmerman, I’m sorry to bother you.”

The person who had just arrived possessed a gentle demeanor. He was easy to converse with yet also exuded an aura of authority.

He was Charles Zimmerman, who had recently been appointed mayor of Wavery.

“Not at all. I had some business here to attend to anyway.” Charles sat down and continued, “Old Mr. Russell spoke very highly of you. He mentioned you more than once when I visited him previously.”

Josie lowered her head humbly and replied, “Grandpa had also mentioned you to me, describing you as an upright and incorruptible official.”

she was sorting through the items Henry left her, she discovered a letter. The letter had several names listed one it, one of which

to look for

my subordinates didn’t follow the proper procedures, but they did give our big taxpayer some leeway,

was talking about

and could tell that

“Just five days?”

Charles replied in

asked because I’m curious. Sorry

what’s going on with your… your ex-husband. But there’s still some room for mercy within justice. We

understood what

clan had gained the upper

trace of weariness could be seen on Charles’ face

Meanwhile, Josie remained seated in the same spot, only leaving half an hour later.

wall in the parking

of a man’s footsteps grew closer, heading

the sound of the car door unlocking.