The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 537 Why Is She Here?

The woman who approached them radiated confidence and elegance. Her lips curled into a warm smile as she inquired, “Who is she?”

Josie’s eyes darted around but eventually met the woman’s gaze. She froze with a hint of nervousness as she stared at Claudia. Claudia looked completely different from the two months they had spent together.

Her eyes exuded a strong charisma.

Josie’s mask covered her face, so Claudia didn’t seem to be able to identify her.

Arnold was quick to respond, trying to deflect attention away from Josie. “She’s my assistant,” he said firmly. “She’s here to give me a status update.”

As always, Claudia was warm and kind. She glanced at Josie and said, “It must be tiring to work until this late. You two can go ahead and finish your work.”

Josie’s feet shuffled together as she tried to keep her bedroom slippers hidden.

Arnold politely asked, “Aunt Claudia, I have an urgent matter to take care of. Could we borrow your study room for a short while?”

Claudia considered Arnold’s request for a moment as she looked at the crowd. ‘T’ll have the maid take you to the study room in our guest room. There’s a computer there.”

“Sure.”

From the way Claudia

had transpired in such a short time. They hadn’t seen each other for a day, and now they were

him as they walked up the stairs. “Who

Olsen family. She’s Summer’s mother.” He then continued to explain, “She’s been spending most of her time in the mountains, so she

along so well with her was Summer’s mother.

would be happy

had reflected on her actions in the past, she felt utterly ashamed. How could she consider

a familiar

Josie’s steps faltered nervously

to

hadn’t seen in a long time. He had a quiet and collected

lady in a cocktail dress. Her eyes were lowered, and her natural charisma was undeniable. “Mr. Russell,

didn’t do it for you,” Dexter responded, his eyes darting away from her, his face devoid of any

her back and smiled at him with a playful grin. “I know you did it for me,” she spoke in a delicate and sweet

cool, refusing to acknowledge her claims. “No,” he said

in closer to him. “You must feel guilty for mistaking me for Josie, so you helped me escape Ms. Olsen’s