The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Josie, as the lead designer, was engrossed in finalizing the last blueprint, but the tasks of the other staff members had already been completed.

The mansion boasted a splendid view, with a vast expanse of land. A group of people gathered on the lawn, engaged in a lively game of frisbee.

Despite his leg injury, Justin insisted on joining in the fun. This enthusiasm was contagious, and even Grape was swept up in it as she cheered them on at the side.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Josie took in everything before her eyes.

Dexter sat to one side, examining the final design. “Is this your original idea?”

Josie poured herself a cup of coffee. “It’s the result of the collective wisdom of everyone.”

Dexter flashed a slight smile, seemingly understanding the trick within. He put down the blueprint. “What a genius.”

This statement sounded rather cryptic. Josie looked over and saw two areas circled in red on the design blueprint.

“Can you save me a spot here?”

It was right in the middle of the corridor. Josie leaned in and said, “It’s situated at the heart of La Oriele’s control system. Arnold will pay extra attention to it. It probably won’t work.” She picked up the pen from the table and drew a circle on the side. “How about here?”

lift of his eyes, Dexter could take in her profile completely. Josie probably realized this too, and she straightened

pay special attention to La Oriele. The chances of making a significant

It’s settled, then.

as she was about to bring the coffee to her lips, a large hand suddenly reached over, snatching

“You…”

Coffee ruins your appetite. Drink some water.” Dexter handed

activities. Josie raised an eyebrow,

from downstairs, the voice of Grape rang out, “Daddy! Mommy! Come out and

down together, seeing Grape perched happily atop Jade’s head. It seemed

to step forward to respond, Dexter grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to the side of the desk. “Do

“You can stay inside.”

wore a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

who stretched out his arm. He slightly lowered his head and rested

aren’t you being childish? You’re even jealous of

admitted, “Yes,