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

Chapter 265 Holding a Grudge

Josie felt a sharp pain in her head as she bumped into Mr. Russell. She stumbled back, but she quickly regained her composure. Josie looked up at him, her eyes watering from the pain. “Mr. Russell,” she greeted him indifferently.

Dexter held a cup of coffee in his hands. His knuckles were red and chapped from the cold outside

He wore a black windbreaker that hugged his tall frame. He had the kind of figure that would turn heads wherever he went. If he walked down the street, he would be sure to catch the attention of many admirers.

Dexter didn’t look into her eyes. He pushed the door behind her and uttered coldly, “Come in if you have something to say.”

Josie hesitated at her spot, unsure if she should follow him inside. She tightened her grip on the proposal, mulling over her thoughts.

He paused his footsteps and looked over at her with a scornful stare.

“I’ll only give you ten minutes.”

Josie had no choice but to follow behind him.

newly printed document as the scent of the ink

back and was starting to let out a sweat. She tossed her scarf aside and marched up to his office on the top floor, clutching the proposal in

snow outside. Her deep, dark eyes shone with intelligence and wit. She looked breathtakingly stunning. However, she had a bruise on her collarbone

using this land two months from now on. I suggest you continue to persuade the residents while it’s still

flatly rejected her

office, staring at the untainted man before her. The muscles in her face tightened, and her fists were

Dexter braced himself for her to lose her temper. But instead, she said

knew that forcing the demolition would be a risky move. If anyone were harmed, the Russell Group would face serious

out of the room, leaving the proposal

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paused and turned around, her eyes narrowing as she took in the man who had picked up his cup and was leisurely

learned those tricks from Mr. Russell sooner, she scoffed, an icy stare piercing

dripped with venom

even glance up at her. The fluctuating figures on his computer

was no point arguing

not dumping the coffee on his face and taking a picture to