The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Josie didn’t reply and only glanced at this man whom even drunkenness couldn’t hide his charm, and asked indifferently, “Where to?”

Arnold squinted his eyes. “Don’t you already know the few places I frequent in Wavery?”

These words were too intimate, stirring up Josie’s memories of hardship with him. She asked, “Sky Palace?”

“Let’s go to the hospital.” He leaned over, setting up the navigation.

Emotions surged within Josie, yet she feigned calmness. “Is it appropriate at this late hour?”

Arnold said with a hint of teasing, “What are you referring to?”

“The procedure.”

“I’ve arranged for the staff to take care of everything.”

So, Josie stopped talking and stepped on the gas.

The hospital was brightly lit. Arnold walked ahead, his back appearing somewhat nonchalant. Josie stared at him, reminiscing about the past. Perhaps they could have become close friends if he hadn’t chosen this path.

Edward’s hospital room. Technically, visiting hours were over, but Arnold

said, continuing on

Josie stood at the entrance. He could see Edward lying in the hospital bed, one hand handcuffed, the other hooked up to an IV drip. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, his appearance not particularly aged, but his hair had already turned

a serious

conversation, Edward glanced toward the door. Josie instinctively dodged, avoiding his

the door and

followed him inside. Edward was

called out,

in his eyes was unlike that of a

softly. “She was passing by and came to see

a deep breath, looking at Josie.

“It seems Arnold

than once.” Edward’s response

thick and thin with Arnold. We can be considered close friends. It hasn’t been easy

The fact that Arnold didn’t get the chance for me to pay my respects is a

reminding her one thing-Dexter would kill him if he had indeed shown

done what you can do.. I’m sure Old Mr. Russell will rest in peace knowing