The Epic Blind Date with My Boss (Josie and Dexter)

Chapter 11 Let Me Earn My Money

After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

…

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

radar for all these

“Nghh…”

her sleep. A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into

her and watched as she muttered again after some

“Dad…”

flickered. The cold glint in

back…” A maid’s voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture,

“Bring her a blanket.”

and went

The next day.

sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped

in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and said, “Thank you for the

maid could say another word, Josie hurried upstairs to

managed to clock in

employees when a strong force knocked

balance and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to

looked up with a frown to see one of her

look of disdain was seared into

She was speechless.

seems true that hares may pull dead

“Get in.”

the cold, deep

a sense of foreboding when she looked over to

the offer, Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for

grabbed her arm and pulled her into the

stumbled and was about

her arms instinctively to protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive

her breath caught in her throat as the man’s attractive face was inches

was on his