The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The swimsuit was placed in front of Heather. She didn’t move, seemingly a bit nervous, as she looked up at Dexter.

He seemed puzzled because what Josie had just said did make some sense.

“The swimsuit is quite revealing,” she said.

Dexter only took a glance and said, “It’s a matter of a few minutes. Change it once you’re done swimming”

There was no pity for her in his words.

“Does Ms. Olsen still have reservations?” Eugene, who was in high spirits, gradually became less enthusiastic, seemingly reproaching her for being overly concerned.

“No.”

Feeling a bit disappointed that Dexter didn’t stand up for her, Heather picked up her swimsuit and got up to change.

In the midst of waiting, Josie maintained a calm exterior, yet her palms were sweating with anxiety. She didn’t even know what she was worried about. To be precise, it was more like anticipation…

a glass of orange juice. “Have a sip, it will

brows, taking it

the women in the pool and suddenly said, “I’ve seen this woman before, she works in La

befuddled by her

Morgan, you’re quite something,” Josie said, a teasing smile on her face as she stared intently

for a moment before quickly returning to his

“I’ve been there, and

thought the person that day looked so much like you. You

neither loud nor soft. Josie, afraid that Dexter might overhear, changed the subject.

her clothes, Heather came out. Morgan watched her as she walked toward him and said,

to invest in one or two country clubs with potential for growth?”

not strange, but it just so happened to be La Oriele, which inevitably made Josie suspicious. She nodded. “Anyway, I have no evidence, so whatever you say

to Dexter. “Dex, does

He glanced at her and said, “Pretty good.”

in order, let’s get started,” said Eugene, finally regaining his enthusiasm. Josie was standing too far away, and Heather was facing her, so she

water, swimming toward the opposite bank. Heather wasn’t very good at swimming and was slow. By the time the