That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

When Josie returned to the design department, she looked crestfallen. Upon seeing that, Alice quickly asked, “What happened? What did Mr. Russell do?”

A figure appeared at the manager’s office. Josie saw that and sighed tiredly. “He wanted to see my designs, but my laptop broke down, so he gave me a scolding.”

Alice looked sorry for her. “Sounds like hell. From your account, I could visualize the situation. I’m so sorry for you, Josie.”

Everyone around them was paying attention to their conversation. After hearing Josie’s explanation, they finally got confirmation that Dexter didn’t have his eye on her. Instead, he probably didn’t even like her.

Josie sat down at her desk and sighed. “I think it’s better to get back to sorting these documents. I’ll have enough to suffer if I don’t finish this by tomorrow.”

Samantha snorted out laughing. Nothing went wrong, it seems. Perhaps Mr. Russell saw the original drafts somewhere, but I bet he didn’t expect Josie’s laptop to break down. In that case, there’s no evidence, even if he has suspicions about me.

Samantha’s mood took a better turn. When it was time to knock off, she gracefully walked out of her office.

In the evening, the lights at Mason Garden were turned on.

Dexter returned from a business dinner, Josie was nowhere

asked Julie, who helped him out

dinner, she went to her room. She said she’s cooking a mysterious

hearing that. She must be preparing to

door was slightly ajar. When passing by

typed away on her laptop, giggling to

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submit her designs to be examined. They would only sign the contract with the client after making

so young; how could you be so tired? You’re ruining our image!” She lectured everyone as soon as

eyes and whispered to Josie, “Hmph. She doesn’t have any true

spun the pen in her

everyone is here, let’s

Samantha glared at her.

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