The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Dexter reclined slowly as if sighing. “You’re correct. He does care about you a lot.”

The rain painted streaks on the car windows, the outside lights gleamed in the darkness, and an older mant with a crutch stood patiently at the doorstep.

“Otherwise, he wouldn’t be waiting specifically for you on a raining night like this.”

Moses stepped out of the car with an umbrella, opening the door for her. “Ms. Olsen, we’ve reached your home.”

At that moment, Leanne realized they had arrived at the Olsen Residence.

Josie tried to stand up, but her knees wavered, and she stumbled into Dexter’s arms. The sight of them embracing caught Mark’s attention.

Dexter lifted his gaze slightly, his tone carrying more weight, “You better go in now. Your father must be very worried about you.”“

The car pulled away swiftly, unfazed by the pouring rain.

“Mr. Russell, where to now?” Moses inquired.

Dexter again secured his rosary around his wrist, “Back to Mason Garden.“

Half an hour later, they arrived at Mason Garden.

The main bedroom’s light was illuminated.

The rain had dampened the cuffs of Dexter’s clothes. He pushed open the door and entered, spotting the woman who had just emerged from the bath.

second, she seized a

the cushion, she grabbed a table lamp and launched it in

his demeanor was calm and relaxed.

barrage of items ended, she slumped onto the couch, breathing heavily. Then, he bent down, retrieving the table lamp and setting it

“Feeling better now?”

refused

you willing to

to leave the bedroom,

something, you know? Took Arnold’s wine and slept with him. I haven’t even

her to sit beside

anyone! Stop making baseless accusations.” Josie’s agitation was palpable.

his gaze on

for a moment.” Josie changed her phrasing. realizing that playing innocent

him privately?” Dexter took a deep drag from his cigarette, the tips of his fingers. catching

Pop, of course!”

couldn’t locate your father, what makes you

arrogance on Dexter’s part but a fundamental law

was a

I had known, I wouldn’t have bothered.”

let out a dry chuckle. “I can’t blame

mixture of ‘you’re misunderstanding me.”

few times.” Dexter lifted his hand, brushing away the