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

Inside the venue, Dexter couldn’t reach Josie on the phone and decided to leave.

The speech had ended, and Arnold stepped off the stage, blocking the path of the man who was leaving. “Mr. Russell, we meet again.”

“So, your speech was so enlightening that you plan to give me a private lesson, huh?” Dexter put away his phone, responding calmly without changing his expression.

“You must be joking. My modest skills are hardly worth showing off in front of you, Mr. Russell,” Arnold said with a smirk. “From the moment I met you, I felt a connection. I wonder if I have the honor of having tea with you.”

People were coming and going. A chilling glint flickered in Dexter’s eyes. “If all you have is chamomile tea, then no thank you.”

“There’s more, of course.”

In the secluded reception room, filled with vintage artifacts, the tea Arnold had prepared was no longer chamomile.

“Actually, Mr. Russell, the reason for inviting you today is not just for tea, but to watch a play.”

Dexter toyed with the cup in his hand, his expression unreadable. “Is it the scenario I’m thinking of?”

“Let’s see if we’re on the same page.” Arnold chuckled lightly, signaling his assistant to turn on the television.

was a surveillance feed. In it, Josie was seen

Dexter furrowed his brow.

“Is it?” Arnold asked.

as always, Mr.

Arnold began to laugh.

can’t say anything when you do this to me,”

for you, and I don’t want you to say too much. All you

attending a duel alone. She

she wanted

me,”

you owed, you wouldn’t have had to risk your life for Arnold. But money is a minor issue, people are what matter.

such as Scar’s family situation. His sister had once been violated, a fact unknown

of making things difficult for someone of my own gender,

today, could you still

his sister,