The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Before leaving the studio, Josie countered Laura’s assumption. “Do I really care about him? I wouldn’t have even cared if he were on the brink of death!”

Recalling the times Arnold had played games with her, her anger was palpable.

Back at Mason Garden, Paul was seated at the dining table, engrossed in his meal. Spotting Josie’s return, Julie hastened to take her coat. “Madam, you’re back so soon.”

“Yes, just had to handle some minor matters.” Josie approached the table, casting a glance at her father’s meal. “What’s on the menu?”

Her attention shifted as she noticed her father clutching a photograph frame tightly, his gaze distant. “Dad? What’s that you’re holding onto? Dad?”

Extending her hand, she gently shook her father’s arm, snapping him out of his reverie. “It’s your photograph, Jo.”

Josie was taken aback. “Photograph? Which photograph?” She couldn’t recall placing any framed photo of herself.

Julie approached with a concerned expression. “…Madam, since you left, he’s been holding onto that photograph, insisting it’s yours. I’ve tried explaining, but he wouldn’t listen.”

reliable since his recovery, and moments

“What photograph?”

hesitated, leaned in, and whispered something

changed dramatically upon hearing it. She swiftly moved forward, intending to take the photo away. “Dad, give me the photograph. It’s not

the photo, refusing to release it, his frustration mounting. “What are you saying?

me! I’m right here in front of you. Look at

Paul persisted, thinking she was trying to snatch the photo from him. His eyes appeared unfocused, and confusion further clouded his gaze.

led to a fall as

her father’s grasp, landing on the floor

revealed the

little girl. For some inexplicable reason, a wave of sorrow washed over her. She drew nearer, wanting to

as she

trembled, rushing to support Josie. “Jo! What are you

Josie remained motionless.