Blind Date Turned Proposal Chapter 262

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.

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.

As she mulled over her thoughts, the employee hurried away to inform someone else about the event.

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

The heads of each department were already in the meeting room by the scheduled time. They were

seated at their computers, looking serious and professional

Dexter wore a white sweater. He looked exhausted and disheveled as if he had rushed over from another appointment in the cold weather.

“Mr. Russell.”

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

He balled his fist against his lips and coughed into it, muffling the sound. Josie had a feeling that he was coming down with a cold.

Everyone’s eyes were on him. He had a commanding presence that made it impossible to ignore.

him.

Josie only knew how 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 to another. The total distance he traveled for his appointments would most probably be the same as the circumference of the earth.

It had been a week since she had last seen him.

However, he didn’t notice her in the room.

It Had to Do With Her

She sat in the corner of the room, doodling absently on a piece of paper.

A man in his forties leaned in close to her and spoke in a low voice, 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 of trouble…”

The man still had more to say, but his voice caught in his throat when he noticed the drawing on Josie’s paper. His pitch rose as he asked, “What are you doing?”

He leaned in closer to get a better look. It was a lifelike drawing of a pig.

He was flabbergasted by what he saw.

Josie glanced up at him; her mouth gaped slightly when her attention was brought back to the meeting.

She then stared at the man sitting at the head of the table. “How do you know he’s not in a good mood?” Josie asked. “According to the rumors, he has great news to share soon.”

His eyes widened in surprise as he gave her a thumbs up.

Josie was dumbfounded by his reaction.

She felt a pressuring stare in her direction, and her smile faltered as she looked up to see Dexter staring at

her.

His lips tightened into a straight line before turning away.

A short while later, the man beside Josie was called to update the progress of his work. As he was speaking, Dexter interjected, his voice stern, “Why haven’t you resolved it yet? It’s been a month.”