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

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The horizon was turning white as the sun gradually climbed into the sky. The weather was perfect.

The wedding car parade was extensive, with each car spaced ten meters apart. The entire Wavery was aware that it was the grand wedding of Russell Group’s CEO. It was no longer a secret marriage but a publicly and grandly conducted wedding ceremony.

Inside the car, Dexter sat in the back seat, dressed in formal attire, deep in thought.

Just as Calvin was about to say something, the phone he was holding vibrated. Larry was calling. “Mr. Russell, we’ve found Justin. He has been seen frequently with a woman named Ruby Langdon. I’ve checked. She doesn’t seem to have any particular significance.”

Dexter pursed his lips. “Have the background checks been completed? What about her network of relationships?”

“We’ve done it. They are all insignificant individuals. Also, Justin is no longer in our custody. He has been taken by another power, located at the border between Rivodia and Wavery.”

“Who is it?” Dexter squinted his eyes.

By this point, the vehicle had already arrived at the Olsen Residence, with the bodyguards being the first to disembark.

was Claudia, the matriarch of the Olsen

gaze meeting Claudia, who was standing elegantly at the doorway, waiting patiently.

out the reasons and ensure the person’s rescue.” Dexter paused. “Inform me immediately once you find

call, he finally got out of the car. He walked up to Claudia and respectfully greeted her, “Hi, Mrs.

in her gaze. She nodded. “You won’t be calling me that

and bustle, Dexter stood, his expression as indifferent as ever. He asked, “Where is Mr.

arriving at the wedding a bit late. He might not be able to participate in some of the formalities. Please forgive him.” Claudia also received

thought, his face

body aching all over. Her throat was so hoarse that she couldn’t speak. Even the slightest movement of her vocal cords felt as painful as rubbing against

still playing cards, paying no attention

distant azure horizon, feeling an impending sense of desolation as if a storm was

and Heather’s wedding day, and quite possibly, it could also be her last day alive in this world. This is truly unbearable. I don’t want

start until later. Think about what you want to say to your family. If

voice raspy as she said, “You’re an assassin, but you

his voice harsh and filled