Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 1138

Josie trembled all over, struggling to hold back her urge to curse. Yet, she had no choice but to accept the medicine.

Arnold leaned in close to her ear. “My dear Ms. Warren, you always have a way, don't you?”

After he finished speaking, he bypassed Josie and left directly, leaving her continuously shivering.

Inside the mansion, Paul was seated on the sofa, watching Grape frolic about. The two seemed to have become quite familiar with each other. However, every day when Paul woke up, he would always ask about the identity of the child.

Josie poured some water and walked up to Paul. “Dad, it's time to take your medicine.”

Paul, in a daze, swallowed the pill. He experienced a brief discomfort but quickly began to feel better.

Justin then carried him away.

Dexter handed a piece of the building block to Grape before saying, “We can't rush this matter. Otherwise, Arnold won't easily believe it.”

Josie slumped down, asking despondently, “What should we do, then?”

“In a couple of days, Charles will attend a meeting in Rivodia. He will have half a day to himself. It has been two years, and he's missed you dearly,” Dexter uttered nonchalantly, toying with the building blocks in his hands, his voice pleasing to the ear.

Charles was a man Henry had introduced to her from before.

“Is he still the mayor of Wavery?”

“After another year, we'll know whether he's moving up or falling behind.” Dexter had been looking down for so long that his neck was starting to ache. He set the building blocks aside with a clatter. “Now, it's up to you.”

From that angle, the man was somewhat backlit. Josie said composedly, “You've gathered so much information these past few years. Hasn't anyone raised objections?”

After all, he was a businessman, and crossing the line too often would inevitably lead to sanctions.

It's tiring being him, isn't it? Regaining her senses, Josie realized what she had been thinking and wished she could slap herself. What am I doing, empathizing with Dexter? This is truly madness.

He nodded in response. “Then you can rest assured.”

Upon arriving in Rivodia, Charles spent an entire day in meetings. It was only in the evening that he found some free time. The place he chose for dinner was quite modest.

Josie stood at the restaurant entrance while Arnold was seated in a car not far away, sending her a message with his head bowed. The message read: Old Mr. Russell indeed treated you well, even managing to connect you with Charles.

Josie didn't want to pay attention to his passive aggressive behavior.

An MPV was approaching from a distance, its license plate bearing the letter J, followed by eight eights, exuding a strong presence.

A few people descended from within, and finally, there was Charles. He was dressed in a suit. Upon seeing Josie, he quickly approached, extremely delighted. “Is it really you, Jo? It's been such a long time!”

With a face full of remorse, Josie shook his hand. “It's been two years since we last met in Wavery. I apologize, Mr. Zimmerman.”