Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

The term "inseparable" was an apt description.

Dexter also heard the same thing.

Preston sounded infuriated. "Mr. Russell, this woman wants to cuckold you!"

Dexter remained indifferent as he watered the plants in his study. "Preston, the tone of your words seems to imply you've already accepted her."

Preston refused to admit it.

"I just can't stand her audacity. I used to think she was straightforward and bold, but I didn't expect her to misunderstand you like this and fool around with others..." Dexter shot Preston a warning look, and the latter fell silent.

"She's just been a bit reckless. It's not that she misunderstood me; it's that I haven't done well enough."

"It's not..." In disbelief, Preston couldn't finish his words as the red landline in the study rang. Dexter raised his hand, and Preston had to answer it.

After the person at the other end of the line said something, Preston was surprised. "Coming to Wavery? But we're not prepared for anything."

slightly. He immediately understood and put the call

higher-ups. It's just an inspection so, don't alert anyone. We've shown

Wavery. Didn't we agree to

been in politics for three generations, and there are too many spies on the way. He's afraid of being exposed, so he came to us for cover." Dexter finished watering the plants, "Make the arrangements. Tell

was quiet. As Dexter turned, his peripheral vision fell on the stack of photos. The photographer was quite cunning,

at it still made him equally

Wavery, the first light snowfall of the year

surface,

her hands. By then, she had gained about seventy to eighty percent certainty regarding the

meeting of Olsen Group, Mark, who hadn't shown for

up

personal appearance. He wan

while

was not disclosed to anyone.

for formalities. It's not like we've