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

Chapter 262 It Had to Do With Her

Kevan had a lean frame, and his youthful eyes shone with admiration when he looked at her.

But Kevan knew he had to stop here.

She didn’t know what to say. Josie’s heart sank as he walked away, his shoulders slumped in despair.

He was a passionate employee but was forced to leave under unfair circumstances. She felt bad for him. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Alice sighed as she saw Josie’s downcast eyes. “Don’t feel bad,” she said. “This has nothing to do with you.”

Does it really have nothing to do with me? Josic wasn’t sure what to believe.

Kevan was chosen for the new department even though other employees were more suited for the role. Josie couldn’t help but feel that the decision was fishy.

If only she didn’t watch the movie with Kevan that time.

She was lost in thought when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see one of the employees standing there, holding a stack of files. “Ms. Warren, there’s a meeting on the top floor at three thirty in the afternoon. Mr. Russell will be hosting the event personally. Remember to be there on time!”

Josie’s eyes widened in shock as her words registered. She had totally forgotten about the event.

employee hurried away to inform someone

Group was generally fast and efficient in their pace of work, which made the design department under Josie’s leadership seem sluggish in

department were already in the meeting room by

computers, looking

and disheveled as if he

“Mr. Russell.”

nodded in greeting, opened his file, and tapped his pen on the table. “Let’s get started,” he said,

the sound. Josie had a feeling that he

had a commanding presence that made it impossible to

him.

busy he was after she got closer to him. She had seen how packed his schedule was. He spent most of his time traveling from one point

been a week since she had

notice her in the

to Do With

in the corner of the room, doodling absently on a piece of

his tone filled with worry. “How did your team do this month? We didn’t meet our target, and Mr. Russell didn’t look like he was in a good mood. I think we’re in for a lot

to say, but his voice caught in his throat when he noticed the drawing on Josie’s paper. His pitch rose as he asked,