The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

…

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

Why was she under the radar for all these years if she had such talent?

“Nghh…”

A teardrop fell from her eye and

stood next to her and watched as she muttered

“Dad…”

The cold glint in

A maid’s voice rang across the room.

“Bring her a blanket.”

turned around and went up the

The next day.

woke from her sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped on

are you awake?” The maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders

word, Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up. The

to the company and managed to clock in just

she headed to the elevator for employees when a

the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on

with a frown to see one of her

closed, the man’s look of disdain was seared into her

She was speechless.

seems true that hares may pull dead lions by the

“Get in.”

the cold,

of foreboding when she looked over to see a deep-set pair of cold

the offer, Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for the

grabbed her arm and pulled

stumbled and was about to

arms instinctively to protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t

breath caught in her throat as