Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Maverick's eyes widened. He was momentarily confused. He didn't recognize Dexter until he approached him. The wine glass he was holding dropped to the floor, splintering into fragments that scattered onto Josie's legs.

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At that moment, someone recognized Dexter. "Dexter Russell? It's Dexter Russell! What is he doing here?"

Felix had already turned around, closing the door behind him. His demeanor suggested that he was about to take care of some matters.

Josie's gaze was unfocused, and her thoughts were clouded by the effects of alcohol.

"M-Mr. Russell, why have you come in person? I... wasn't informed."

Maverick reacted quickly, but the alcohol was still affecting him. His thoughts were becoming lucid, but not entirely.

"We truly apologize for the oversight. Please have a seat."

His eyes seemed to harbor a tempest, emanating a daunting presence that appeared to decrease the atmospheric pressure around him.

his tie and casually took a seat among the crowd. His voice

gift for the daughter who had returned to the

apologize for her own lack of consideration. If you don't believe me, you can ask her. Isn't that right,

and Josie, but what took them by surprise was that Dexter

out of public view for a considerable period. Surprisingly,

anymore. "You're talking nonsense! It was you who forced Ms.

nonsense,

just then, the door to the private room swung open again. The waiter wheeled in a cart of liquor, placing

sparing a glance, he commanded,

as a wake-up call, sobering up everyone present. "Mr. Russell... we didn't force her. Ms. Warren is our business partner, and we're

casually, but a

them into large glasses. They were arranged one by

did not bother to lift his eyes as he said, "If you love drinking so