Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Dexter offered a word of thanks. By the time he accepted it, Josie had already seized the opportunity to leave.

She returned to her original dining table, where Juliette had already returned. Juliette sat quietly in her seat, a newly purchased shirt placed beside her. The pristine packaging spoke volumes, revealing all that mattered.

"Juliette?" Josie voiced.

Coming back to her senses, Juliette smiled faintly. "Where did you go? I didn't see you when I returned. I thought you had left again."

"I just went to the washroom. Has Mr. Russell not returned yet?"

Juliette turned his head and said, "He has."

Dexter strode toward this way, already dressed in a freshly laundered shirt. It was meticulously tailored, not a detail out of place.

"Dexter, I bought you a new shirt as an apology," she said, not out of deliberate flattery, but in a calm tone.

Dexter felt somewhat helpless. "If you're going to be so formal, I don't think our companies need to collaborate."

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