The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

“Inflicting a thousand wounds on the enemy, but suffering eight hundred in return, huh?”

Dexter didn’t rush either. He leaned back, maintaining his composure as he negotiated with the enigmatic man before him.

Wayne was also looking at him. “Dexter, to be honest, the one I wanted to choose back then was actually you. Despite coming from a broken home and being shrewd in your calculations, you were no less than Arnold. I believed that if you had joined forces with me, we could have written an even more magnificent saga than what we have now. Regrettably, it was Arnold who came to pledge his loyalty to me, not you.”

Wayne firmly believed that the more troubled a person’s mind was, the bolder and more ambitious they became. Dexter was the perfect example of this. This matter had always weighed heavily on Wayne’s mind.

“Tell me; would we be in this situation today if we had joined forces?”

Upon seeing his enthusiasm, Dexter squinted his eyes and said, “There is no need to ask such a thing. I made money in the gray areas too, but I would never cross the line.”

His ambition was evident, yet he had the ability to restrain his own desires. This made him even more intriguing in Wayne’s eyes.

is a bomb on that ship. If I gave the order, there was no way Arnold could have survived. But I can assure you, Josie won’t die. So, how about it?

caressed the fabric of his sleeve cuff as he replied, “To give up half a lifetime’s savings for a deal with a talented individual is

“I am sincere enough.”

again looked out the window. The sky was already bright, the sun was about to rise, and everything would

interrupt Dexter’s contemplation. “Aren’t you the least

“Why the rush? You have to give me time to think. After all, this is a matter that concerns my

when the phone on the table began to ring. The caller ID displayed Justin’s name. The phone vibrated for quite some

going to answer it?”

ending the call.

the message, he laughed and slid the phone toward Dexter. “Arnold really

the water level rising, lapping at her neck. Her face was ashen, and she was on the verge of

bone-chilling. Could her body