The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The feud between the Carters and the Russells had deep roots, hence Scar’s intense animosity toward them.

As the words left Scar’s mouth, Arnold kicked him in the belly. “Keep yapping, and I might finish you off first!”

“Relax, man. Amidst the commotion, Dexter’s attention was snagged by faint makeup smudges on Arnold’s shoulder. They appeared to be imprints left by a woman resting against him.

He gestured to Leanne, who promptly handed him a cigarette.

Dexter extracted one and passed Josie a lighter, motioning for her to ignite it.

Josie’s nerves were taut and reluctant.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Dexter’s lips. “Go on, light it.”

She hesitated for a moment before taking the lighter. With a snap, a spark of fire illuminated the sharp arch of the man’s brows and his eyes.

Smoke filled his lungs, and Dexter released a long exhale, finally easing a bit.

It had been a while since he had smoked. He’d promised to quit, and since then, he’d refrained from touching a cigarette.

Tonight was the first exception.

his subordinates, wiping his fingers clean. “But did you switch personal

refocused

of the Olsen family, she no longer felt inferior, exuding confidence and

mean

to interject, “In case you didn’t know, you two are related.

denying it. “True, but who’s to say if I’ll ever have the chance to be your brother-in-law

clear, and Dexter’s expression shifted.

said, “Mr. Carter, you’ve crossed a line.”

was still present.

consistent like that, saying what’s on his mind or nothing. By the way, Ms.

point, unable to stand on the sidelines of the

atmosphere was becoming unbearable, and she needed

a confrontation, she locked eyes with Leanne.

she grappled with Josie’s

a fleeting look at Dexter, she seemed on the verge of speaking

the cigarette accentuated Dexter’s fingers, his demeanor gradually taking on a

on your behalf,” Josie had already pieced together much of the

of the Olsen family, you likely find it somewhat beneath you and not entirely fitting to work at the Russell Group, given that it doesn’t enhance the prestige of your Ms. Olsen persona. But shouldn’t you be accountable for the role

you convey the message I asked you to pass on to Mr. Russell? My hunch is you didn’t.”

Dexter’s personal calls, Leanne, who had only recently joined the Russell Group, seemed to muster that