The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Josie suddenly chuckled lightly, asking the designer, “Am I beautiful?”

The latter was taken aback and quickly replied, “Of course! You’re gorgeous! It has been a long time since I’ve seen a customer wear a gown so well.”

Josie’s usually understated beauty was now intentionally accentuated, and it was breathtaking and impossible to ignore.

Inside the small room, a television was broadcasting the morning financial news.

Dexter sat in front of the camera, calmly explaining the various details of his collaboration with the Olsen family. Camera flashes kept going off, but he remained composed throughout.

When reporters asked questions, he parried with them effortlessly, using subtle means to handle even the most tricky of questions.

As expected, he had publicized his collaboration today.

Josie had her clothes put away and left in her gown, saying, “Thank you.”

Morgan’s car had been waiting at a nearby junction for quite some time. He was casually playing a game on his phone, not paying much attention to his surroundings. That was until Josie came over and leaned, down to knock on his car window.

Morgan looked up, and once he did, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

hair was all swept back, secured with a deep blue hairpin. Pearls dangled from silver threads, swaying with her movements. She looked like a talented lady who had just stepped out of a vintage

tongue against his cheek, clicking his tongue lightly. He opened the car

his opinion. She asked, “Where are the things I told you

at the item in the passenger seat it was the antique

–

arrived,

to deliver the antique porcelain bow! “This is a gift for Ms. Olsen. Please don’t forget to give it to

had she finished speaking than a slight commotion erupted outside the

step out were Mark and Claudia, both of whom were dressed with great

and Arnold. Her complexion didn’t look good, but she still exuded a certain aura of elegance, thanks to her training as a socialite from a young

feeling a bit sorry for Suminer The latter always had to attend events

“Good heavens, Dexter?”

out

it seems the rumors

filled the air. Josie followed the sound with her gaze, seeing Dexter leading Heather by the hand as they descended from another car. Every gesture he made exuded nobility and elegance. Dressed in a white shirt and black pants, his attire was far from formal. It could even be considered

such a situation, he was

also wore a white gown. Her figure

attentive gaze, Heather revealed