Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

In reality, Josie couldn't quite recall if Dexter had ever crossed any boundaries. He was well-versed in international law, so even if he had, he would have handled it cleanly, leaving no troubles behind. The staff member asked a few more questions, but Josie had no idea about any of them.

The best protection Dexter had for her was not telling her anything.

Perhaps they had done their research in advance and truly couldn't find anything suspicious. They didn't give her a hard time.

Josie escorted them to the door. Before leaving, the leader said, "Please contact us anytime if you recall any details."

She gave a slight nod.

"Don't worry. I've had nothing to do with him for a long time. If there's anyone who would most desire his downfall, it would be me."

The other party looked at her with an amused expression. "You hate him that much? From what I know, you two had a peaceful divorce. He spent two years searching for you after you left." Leaning against the conference room door, Josie said, "If it was a peaceful divorce, why would I have made it impossible for him to find me for two years?"

Her response was rather self-explanatory.

After they left, Queenie cautiously approached. "Are you okay? They said they were from the investigation team. What were they investigating?"

News about Dexter's affairs had not yet been made public, so Josie said, "I forgot to pay the taxes for the last project. They just came to inquire about it.”

Queenie's eyes widened. She was filled with a sense of disbelief yet it seemed oddly plausible.

make up for it? Evading taxes these days is considered a serious violation of

"I did."

Josie could clearly sense that someone was still keeping a

working overtime in

elevator experienced a power failure. He had to make his way up from the pitch-black stairwell, illuminating his path with his phone's flashlight, all

the lamp on her desk was lit, casting a

was so engrossed in her

access chapters of novels early

she didn't notice anyone entering the

her shoulder, she

up and overturned

well. He leaned against the back table to catch

with lingering fear, Josie stammered, "What are you doing? Are you trying to

scaring who? I'm about to have a

of them managed to regain their composure. With a hint of annoyance, Josie closed herdaptop. "What are you doing

the time. I've called you over a

"Ten past nine."

picked up her bag in the process. "Come on, I'll take you out for