The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

“I can’t say for sure,” Arnold threw his pen onto the desk, and it rolled off, landing close to Josie’s feet.

Her frustration peaked. Yanis was locked up in prison, and Wyatt was nowhere to be found, leaving Arnold with the capacity to orchestrate such a ploy.

“Let me ask differently then,” Josie stated, calmly sitting and facing him. “did Wyatt tell you about his plans? I know he came to you; there’s no need to deny it.”

Josie was acute and intelligent.

Arnold offered a faint smile. “He only mentioned needing my support and wanting to align with me; nothing beyond that.”

Josie was skeptical. Worry creased her brows.

At that moment, Andy entered and murmured something to Arnold. Instantly, Josie was alert.

Arnold nodded, then resumed their prior conversation with a tinge of intrigue, “Let’s say, hypothetically, it was Wyatt – but what is his motive?”

He’s got beef with Dexter for getting Yanis locked up. He’s looking for vengeance!”

“Yeah. But what’s that got to do with you?”

“Because I’m Mrs. Russell, the wife of his enemy. He might target someone close to me to get to Dexter.”

when there’s a horde of people around Dexter that he could use?”

answer. She could sense the intricacies at play, but the crucial detail she needed. was

Arnold. “Fine. If you don’t want to tell

medical qualification certificate Pop had left

to head to Rivodia to uncover

left but was intercepted before she left the room, “Wait a minute.”

up but didn’t

one casually on her shoulder.

is he?” Josie

enticed her. “Then

elevator. Josie watched his graceful stride, knowing that it wouldn’t lead to anything

in her heart, she couldn’t help and cursed Arnold a

were uniquely installed against the outer shell, functioning as observation decks with sweeping vistas. Together, they rode the elevator down – Arnold relaxed

hesitated when she learned that Arnold

her unwillingness, he challenged casually, “Your call

Ultimately, she budged.

Sky Palace, Arnold guided her into his private

of men deep in conversation and casually sipping their drinks. One among them caught sight of them and greeted, “Well, well, Mr. Carter