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.

subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing, he ordered his bodyguards to give the informant a

the escalating violence that he couldn’t answer the call.

in his place and quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a teain to locate Josie, only to find that she had sought out

Wyatt’s information seemed intertwined with Arnold’s as well.

led to

both

buy it,” Dexter sighed, rubbing his temple.

saw me with you, she might not believe your explanation,”

perceptively, her chuckle tinged with self-mockery,

words, prompting a thoughtful look from Dexter. “Don’t

was clear that Josie’s defiance had

curved into a wry smile, his fingers fidgeting with the rosary beads picking.

him, an infatuated glint in her eyes. “Dex… Why do you

look at her,

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

were almost on

eyes gleamed brightly in the dim light.

reach the Olsen Residence at our

deftly ignored her flirtatious advance.

else, her implied meaning

leg was tender, brushing over his vulnerable points.