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 had no trouble

moment,” he said,

hand handcuffed, the other hooked up to an IV drip. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, his appearance not particularly aged,

was a serious and ambitious man in

next to him, exchanging a few words. During their conversation, Edward glanced

door and said to her,

followed him inside. Edward was already

out, “Mr. Carter.”

that of a convict who had spent several years

called softly. “She was passing by and came

deep breath, looking at Josie. “I know

seems Arnold

than once.” Edward’s response

been through thick and thin with Arnold. We can be considered close friends. It hasn’t been easy for him to get you where you are today,”

that Arnold didn’t get the chance for

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

lips curled slightly. “Your good intentions are what matter most. You have done what you can do.. I’m sure Old Mr.