Blind Date Turned Proposal Chapter 199

Chapter 199 Don't Get Ahead of Yourself

Arnold showed no response to her tease. “I had been pondering whether Dexter made me leave the city because of the project or if it was for you, and now I finally got my answer.

Josie fidgeted with her hands as she spoke with a hint of a smile. “So, what’s the answer?”

“Wouldn’t you know by now?”

Arnold stubbed out his cigarette and held his elegant, thin fingers under the automatic faucet.

“You’re getting more interesting. Why don’t you come to my side? You won’t be able to handle this marriage.”

“You’re getting ahead of yourself,” she answered calmly.

Arnold wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned closer to her. “Don’t be deceived by his nice facade. I heard he canceled the partnership with Jesse Abbott for you?”

“Is that not allowed?”

“It’s allowed, but do you truly understand his intentions? Did he do it for you or for his own benefit? Don’t fall too deep into his trap,” Arnold patiently warned Josie.

Josie was feeling conflicted. A minor celebrity wouldn’t be very beneficial to him. “Do you I’m less important to him than Jesse Abbott?”

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He didn’t answer her directly. “Then why did he help her that day instead of you?”

Josie felt a knot of sadness tighten in her chest. “That’s not the same!”

“How is it different?”

She despised how assured he seemed in his judgment. She wanted to escape his grasp, but he held on to her tighter and whispered in her ear, “What do you think the people outside would say if I did something to you here?”

Josie’s eyes widened in fear. “Arnold Carter! You scumbag!”

“I like it when you scold me like this.” He released her with his lips curled into a smile. He took two steps back, then turned and walked away. “You still owe me a suit.”

Why do I always encounter such bad luck?

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she noticed Dexter was still busy. Her frustration was building up like a pressure cooker, so she texted him to say she needed to clear her head outside.

Before she left, she took two oranges from the fruit basket with her.

Josie bounced out of the hotel, her steps light and carefree. She tossed an orange into the air and caught it with a delightful smile, flashing her beautiful teeth. She was like a student on a

summer vacation.

After a short while, she noticed Dexter’s car stopped in front of her. The driver honked and exited the vehicle. “Mrs. Russell, Mr. Russell had asked you to wait in the car.”

Josie had nowhere else to escape.

Before long, Dexter strode out of the hotel. “Couldn’t you stay any longer?”

Josie clutched her oranges to her chest, feeling wronged and frustrated. “It’s too boring.” After a short pause, she asked, “Don’t you need to attend to more people?”

“I’m almost done.” Dexter dragged her into the car. “I’m more afraid that away. Where were you planning to go just now?”

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Josie kept silent and wouldn’t reveal the truth. She felt uncomfortable by how close they were, so she tried to push him away, but he wouldn’t let go.

Their eyes met, but she quickly broke it off, flustered by his gaze.

She finally stayed still and answered, “Home”

“Then let’s go home.” Dexter signaled the driver to take them home.

Josie didn’t say a word as she peeled the oranges. The driver could almost taste the sweetness and sourness of the oranges as the smell wafted through the car, and his mouth began to

water.

She carefully peeled the white pith from the oranges and placed it in her mouth. Her cheeks started puffing out as she chewed.

She finished an orange without acknowledging his presence. Dexter’s hand closed over hers as she reached for the next orange. “That’s enough. Stop eating. It’s not good for your stomach.”