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…”

her sleep. A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk

stood next to her and watched as she muttered again after

“Dad…”

cold glint in his eyes turned

you’re back…” A maid’s voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the

“Bring her a blanket.”

and went

The next day.

confused as the blanket

Josie’s ears as she

hurried upstairs to freshen up. The

rushed to the company and managed

to the elevator for employees when

lost her balance and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if she

regained her footing, she looked up with a frown to see one

elevator door closed, the man’s look of disdain was seared

She was speechless.

seems true that hares may pull dead lions by

“Get in.”

the cold,

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

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

grabbed her arm and

stumbled and was about

protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive as she fell into a firm

in her throat as the man’s attractive face was inches away