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

Josie spoke slowly, deliberately avoiding any mention of the terms of the exchange between Arnold and herself.

Not far away, Arnold noticed them. He lit a cigarette and leaned against a charred pillar, watching intently.

Dexter loosened his shirt collar. “Grape is my daughter, and I will protect her no matter what.”

“That would be for the best.” She didn’t deny the first part. After saying that, she left. Dexter followed closely behind at a steady pace. “I will be staying in Rivodia for a while. Later, someone will come to pick you and Grape up and take you to my place.”

Josie did not respond to that.

“Your company took quite a risk using that photo for the cover.”

On the top floor of Rivodia’s tallest building, a man stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, casually surveying the scenery below.

“You don’t know? Is that how you plan to resolve the matter?”

He let out a soft chuckle, ended the call, and casually tossed his phone onto the couch.

Before long, someone would legally handle the newspaper company.

Sounds echoed from the bathroom, and a woman, her hair wet and wrapped in a bath towel, emerged. She walked out seductively

and embraced him from behind.

Mr. Bastille? You

human being. But now, without that desire, she was no different from a

to

“Mr. Bastille, what

you wait any longer, you won’t get the money

sound of high heels echoed from outside, growing closer with each step. As they entered the office, the woman turned around in confusion, only to be met with the sight of a tall woman dressed in business attire. Her hair

“Who are you…”

other

“You!”

forget about wearing

defiant, but seeing that Morgan made no move, she had no choice but to

subtly filled the air. A magazine lay on

on camera.” Her voice trembled, silently pleading for

line too many

There won’t be a next time. You know

have done