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

Chapter 107 Demand for a Gift

Dexter rubbed his temple and asked, “Why did you come to find me?”

Jenny looked at him solicitously. “I’m aware that you got married to our Josie. Don’t worry; I won’t let anyone else know about it.”

He raised his eyebrows and stared at her without saying a word.

He had an overbearing charisma that made Jenny feel small and jittery. She carefully continued, “Well, I deserve a gift as compensation for my daughter’s hand in marriage. I understand Mr. Russell is of a different class and background, but it’s common courtesy to treat your elderly with respect.”

Seeing how he stayed silent, Jenny grew bolder with her demands. “Now that your wife’s parents are aware, it’s not too late to offer your respects. What do you think, Mr. Russell?”

Dexter looked down as he slowly figured out what was happening. I am aware that the man in the hospital is considered Josie’s father, but I have no idea who you are,” he answered indifferently.

years. How can you act so arrogant toward me? She must’ve criticized me behind my back, as she’s always beert

I’ve not only given her thirty thousand for her father’s medical fees but have also gathered the top medical

his face, but his words weighed her down and left

the CEO of Russell Group, do you think you can take away my daughter

you should be grateful for the thirty thousand that saved your husband. But, instead, you’re here making a

stroked the car keys and refuted her unreasonable claims

about this? Give me another seventy thousand, and

hasty character, she was quick–witted. She knew there must

he bit his lips and scoffed, “You sure have a

stunned to find out that her daughter was not as appealing to the man as she

you try and see the outcome of your actions? Here, I’ll paint a picture for you. Your son is being held forcefully in Winmont with an unreasonable boss who would take his life at any moment. What do you think? Do you want to try and see how it feels?” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

door, leaned his hands on the

you won’t last long