The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 271 Held as Hostage

Wyatt arrived at the Russell Group as expected.

With a fair and youthful appearance, he spoke politely and endeared himself to many of the employees. Since Josie was giving him a personal tour of the Russell Group office, people naturally became curious about his identity.

Who is this?

Josie handed Wyatt a glass of water in the pantry. “We’ll be working together from now on,” she said. “I hope we get along well.”

Wyatt, who was involved in venture capital, wasn’t part of the design department. He smiled warmly and accepted the cup from Josie. “Thank you, Josie,” he said.

Josie felt her heart race. “You can call me Ms. Warren. Let’s keep things professional in the office.”

Wyatt slowly nodded his head.

However, Josie would find a cup of hot coffee on her desk every day at the office.

Alice was also feeling confused. “It’s not me,” she said.

check the security footage and realized that it had been Wyatt

at her table that read, ‘I don’t drink coffee in

of coffee

you

both present, and the project involving the residents of Althem City was

burst into the room, her voice shaking. “Ms. Warren,” she stammered, “there’s someone here to see

remained collected, her gaze steady on the receptionist. “Who is it?” she asked

receptionist shook her head, her eyes awash with conflicting emotions. “I’m not sure who he is,” she said, “but he was insistent

the meeting room to see what was happening. Suddenly, people started screaming at the top of their lungs. The

faintly continued,

the door. As she got closer,

jeans stood in the doorway, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His buzz cut was unkempt, and his face showed the wear and tear of a hard life. He looked like a rocker who had

like a rocker at first glance, but the illusion was shattered when he opened his mouth. “Which one of you is

had never seen such a crude man. The glint of the knife in his hand made her eyes water.

air was thick with painful silence, Josie pulled Wyatt away. “I am,”

grip. The man’s knife hovered just inches from Josie’s neck. “Are you the one who wants to take away our