The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The atmosphere chilled for several long seconds.

Claudia broke the silence. “Come with me.”

The design of the Olsen residence’s structure was indeed ingenious, grand, and exquisite.

“When it was time for the renovation, I put forward quite a few suggestions.”

As Josie was touring around, she exclaimed in surprise, “You can design too?”

No wonder she took the initiative to take her for a tour.

Claudia nodded. “When I was young, I dabbled in everything but mastered none. This was something I particularly enjoyed.”

Josie was secretly startled by those coincidences.

There was a coffee garden in the backyard, where coffee trees blanketed the hills, hidden in the misty rain, presenting a magnificent sight. Around the right time of the year, there would be dedicated coffee bean pickers to harvest and process the beans to become the exclusive coffee served to guests at the Olsen residence.

extravagant, but it was thoughtful and meticulous, exuding a rare warmth.

coffee garden in the backyard of our old house. We earned our first pot of gold from those coffee beans. As we grew more successful, he became reluctant to engage in these low- profit activities. But out

corridor, Claudia and Josie stood

voice carried a gentle warmth and a hint of fatigue as if she was telling a

Olsen, your relationship seems very deep. Has it always been this way over the years?” Josie asked

sighed. “People change, and in the end, love turns into

love, from beginning to end. If it’s going to turn into. familial affection, I’d rather not

“You’re too naive.”

place was airy and transparent, housing many

naive. It was clear that a child had drawn it. Josie recognized it. “Is this… Dexter?”

lost. She did a great job,

take a

handed her a pair of gloves.

a bit rigid. However, the painting

was aching a