Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Dexter moved swiftly. "Another matter has come up. Where's Mr. Dalton?"

"We couldn't find anything on him. The merchandise was a feint, so we had no choice but to let him go."

Dexter walked straight to the car. "I need to head back to Rivodia immediately. I'm leaving Wavery in your hands."

Caleb looked puzzled. "What? Something wrong with Arnold?"

Dexter didn't have time to explain further. Seeing the situation, Calvin, who was not far off, promptly took the driver's seat. "I'll drive you there."

Once he got in the car, Dexter noticed several missed calls from Justin. He took a few deep breaths before returning the call. "What's going on?"

When Justin finally got through, he said, "Grape is missing. She was insisting on seeing you guys. I thought I'd take her out for a bit of fun. We had three or four bodyguards with us, but she vanished in the blink of an eye. We can't even find her on the surveillance footage."

back, Dexter closed his eyes in

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already booked, the earliest one available. You don't look well. You should take your medicine first." Dexter didn't respond, nor did he make a move. His mind was filled with the images and laughter of Josie and the child, Grape. He thought he must be a loser. He

self-reproach and guilt washed over him, threatening

and his group were close to the airport. He was quite clever, remarking, "Everyone who was

stern gaze over everyone present, his pale face commanding respect without showing anger. "Think carefully about how you answer my question. One slight mistake, and you can kiss your

moving at an unusually slow pace due to its damage. As if fearing something might happen to Josie, Mark remained steadfast, keeping watch from his original position. "Under such a blazing sun,

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a tangled mess as she watched Mark's figure. She was suddenly reminded of the night she left Wavery. She had wanted to see them one last time, but her wish wasn't fulfilled. "Mind your own business. Do you think Mr. Dalton will spare you once you leave the country?" Her gaze fell upon

I would get hurt?" said

this ship. However, it seems Mr. Dalton hasn't made his move yet. It appears he's chosen to protect you." She's indeed smart. Arnold's lips were unusually pale as he spoke. "Of course he would protect me. After all, Mr. Vipera's goods were never sold, and the cash being transported on this ship was