The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

On the final day of the conference, everyone’s tense nerves finally began to relax. Meals were eaten at a more leisurely pace. In the hotel’s restaurant, every table was occupied by important figures.

Josie and Angel arrived late, and there were hardly any seats left. They planned to pack some food and eat it back in their room. However, at that moment, a man in a suit came over and respectfully said, “Ms. Warren, Mr. Bastille invites you.”

Surprised, Josie looked over and saw Morgan in the center, elegantly dining. He waved at her. She closed her eyes briefly, then reluctantly walked over.

Just as Angel was about to catch up, the man in the suit stopped her, “Ms. Teneson, come with me.”

“What on earth do you want to do?” Josie sat across from Morgan, her expression somewhat troubled.

“You seem to be in high spirits. It looks like you’ve fully recovered.” Morgan raised an eyebrow, cutting at piece of steak and placing it on her plate.

Josie glanced at the steak, then at Morgan, utterly baffled. “You’ve already taken over the Bastille family. What on earth are you after?”

His face was expressionless as he continued to cut his steak. “Being close to you brings me nothing. It might even upset Dexter, let alone the Bastille family.”

everything you could possibly want. Why are you so

was narcissistic. However, she could feel that Morgan’s series

can’t be right. I’m not your first

everything. “Are you still

two of them went their separate

making it seem as if she hadn’t let

I don’t remember anymore,” Josie said, noticing him adding another slice of steak to her plate, “All H remember is that for you,

mercilessly without a hint of

drift slightly as if recalling something. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, “What if I told you I regret it, Josie? Would you

stuffed a steak into her mouth. “Just

“I don’t care.”

don’t care? It seems time really can change a lot. The person who used to dodge at the mere sight of