The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The road came alive with a parade of sleek, black luxury cars, neatly spaced about five meters apart, cruising down the empty thoroughfare.

The rain pelted down incessantly, creating a rhythmic symphony on the car roofs. At the same time, raindrops painted graceful trails on the windowpanes.

Breaking the silence, Dexter’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia, “It’s been a while since Wavery saw rain. this heavy.”

Leanne lowered her gaze, “We’ve had a two-month dry spell. Spring is here finally, bringing the inevitable. rain.”

“After this storm passes, the weather will gradually warm up.”

Dexter removed the rosary from his wrist, his fingers methodically tracing each bead, his expression a mystery.

Despite the car’s spacious design, their whispered exchange seemed to confine their surroundings.

The man casually shifted his posture, stretching out his long legs. One hand rested casually on his knee, projecting an air of relaxation.

In contrast, Leanne appeared slightly constrained.

“Dex… Why didn’t you clarify things today? When you didn’t answer the phone, were you out hunting for her father’s whereabouts?”

Earlier that day, Dexter had received news that someone had sighted Paul. Yet, upon his arrival, the informant had changed his story, claiming it was a misunderstanding.

at play. Swiftly withdrawing,

was precisely due to the escalating violence that

organized a teain to locate Josie, only

information seemed intertwined

events led to their unexpected

both gauging each other’s

buy it,” Dexter sighed, rubbing

with you, she might not believe your explanation,”

her chuckle tinged with self-mockery, “Perhaps I

prompting a thoughtful look from Dexter.

you are.” Leanne sensed his uncase. It was clear that

wry smile, his

regarded him, an infatuated glint in her eyes.

her, “You’re

been an assistant to many people, but I’m not interested in being just another assistant for

words were almost on the nose.

eventually glanced downwards, and Leanne’s eyes gleamed brightly

take us about an hour to reach the Olsen Residence at our current pace. It could get exhausting.

ignored her flirtatious advance.

her implied meaning might have been clear.

leg was tender, brushing over his vulnerable points.