Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Josie spoke slowly, deliberately avoiding any mention of the terms of the exchange between Arnold and herself. Not far away, Arnold noticed them. He lit a cigarette and leaned against a charred pillar, watching intently.

Dexter loosened his shirt collar. "Grape is my daughter, and I will protect her no matter what."

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After saying that, she left. Dexter followed closely behind at a steady pace. "I will be staying in Rivodia for a while. Later, someone will come to pick you and Grape up and take you to my place." Josie did not respond to that.

"Your company took quite a risk using that photo for the cover."

On the top floor of Rivodia's tallest building, a man stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, casually surveying the scenery below.

"You don't know? Is that how you plan to resolve the matter?"

He let out a soft chuckle, ended the call, and casually tossed his phone onto the couch.

Before long, someone would legally handle the newspaper company.

Sounds echoed from the bathroom, and a woman, her hair wet and wrapped in a bath towel, emerged. She walked out seductively and embraced him from behind.

Bastille? You seem

Morgan treated her like a human being. But now, without that desire, she was no different from

find Ryan to get

soft and flirtatious. "Mr. Bastille, what do

any longer, you won't get the money at

office, the woman turned around in confusion, only to be met with the sight of a tall woman dressed in business attire. Her hair

"Who are you..."

the other

"You!"

forget

made no move, she had no choice but to swallow

expansive office, a hint of desire subtly

lay on the table, its cover prominently

be caught on camera." Her voice

you've crossed the line too many times in these past two

turned around, gazing

eyes. "It wasn't intentional. There won't be a next time. You know me. If I wanted to make it public, I wouldn't have done

of her tongue, but

hand to lift a strand of her hair. "Our relationship