The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The crisis of Bastille Group lasted for three days

Josie finally found some peace. She heard that Morgan bad flown back to Rivoria personally to devise a public relations plan for the Bastille Group, which barely managed to calm things down

However, the losses were irreparable, totaling an estimated several billion

This was Dexter’s way of showing his authority to Morgan when he arrived in Wavery

A week later, the wounds on Josie’s lips healed, and she finally received the latest news from Justin

The photos were sent by courier Over the phone, Justin exclaimed in anger. That scoundrel

Josie opened the package and saw the photos of Dexter holding Heather’s hand while they attended an art exhibition together.

There was no attempt to hide their relationship, and their faces were highly recognizable. It was normal for them to get photographed.

Justin wasn’t the only one who saw it. The media also captured the moment, and speculations arose about Dexter possibly getting married again.

Heather was the epitome of a flawless socialite, both in her background and upbringing, and she received numerous well-wishes from people.

n contrast, Josie, the ex-wife who had done such wicked deeds, was nothing short of a cautionary tale.

she continued to go through the stuff, she came across information about a plane ticket. “Heather flew

I wonder what she’s doing there,” Justin mused. His abilities were

photos and carefully compared them to Heather’s own older photos. here seemed to

could because the face Heather had imitated was none other

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was likely for plastic surgery or

wouldn’t be enough for the former, so the latter was more

to make

hadn’t been exposed and remained hidden in the shadows.

is she progressing with her

in the

with a slightly amateurish touch to the technique. However,

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it. Soon, she reached a conclusion, “She plagiarized t

Justin was astonished.

with some modifications. The original painting must be quite

this mean…”

a moment, pacing around her disheveled room,