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

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Josie trailed behind him, brimming with joy and energy.

While Dexter attended to business matters in the car the was bored and took selfies with her phone Accidentally, he ended up in the frame, and the unexpected harmony of the picture surprised her. She saved it and set it to private viewing only.

Entering the office with Dexter, the secretaries found her presence peculiar She quickly explained. “Oh, hi! I’m here for work.”

That explanation seemed reasonable, and no one dwelled on it further except for Ivy Miller. She was well aware of the relationship between the two and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness.

Did he really have to bring her along everywhere, even for work?

Taking a deep breath, she glanced at the woman seated in the reception area, engrossed in her phone, before approaching Dexter. “Mr. Russell.”

“Speak, Dexter responded.

Ivy hesitated, her words caught in her throat.

Dexter quickly grasped what she meant, casting a gentle gaze at Josie. “She can know whatever you’re about to tell me.”

Mr. Russell… it’s really not

revolved around work, they were primarily commercial secrets. It was like sharing something intimate with Dexter. However, now there was someone else

snapped back to reality. “Should

turned grim, prompting Ivy to restrain herself. She

accepting bribes. He had been living lavishly, going on luxury trips,

money was he bribed with?” Dexter

Arnold Carter sure is generous when

shift in the atmosphere. “Arnold probably wasn’t directly involved. That day at the hospital, Mr. Yves mentioned that they had only met once.” It was likely that Arnold had

Ivy turned their

Dexter asked, “You remember it so clearly. Are you

about? I’m just stating the facts, not trying to mislead you,” Josie replied fearlessly, unafraid of

expected that Josie would have a

he got anything to do with

gritting her teeth. “Yes, we discovered he had a romantic

evidence,” Dexter’s expression turned cold. “compile it and send it to

“Alright.”