Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter)

The next day was Sunday, the last day of the weekend. Josie didn't stay long at the Russell Mansion and went straight back to the Olsen family.

In front of the Russell Mansion's gate, several black cars were parked. The one in the middle had its window half down. Moses was personally driving it.

"Are you making such a big show to make sure everyone knows about our relationship?"

Josie squinted her eyes, turning to look at the man beside her.

He was dressed in a shirt of gleaming black with golden highlights, one hand casually tucked into his pocket, the other holding Grape. He had the air of a polished scoundrel.

"Those who should know already know. Those who don't will eventually."

He smirked and opened the car door for her. "Take your time to consider the name."

The autumn sun cast a shadow on the man's profile. Before Josie got into the car, a breeze lifted her skirt, giving her an inexplicable sense of chilliness. As they talked, the rest thought they looked like a perfec couple.

The vehicle sped away, leaving the space in front of the door vacant in no time. All that was left was Dexter and the child by his side. His figure inexplicably became lonely.

The butler approached respectfully. "Mr. Russell."

The man's smile had completely vanished.

"Have Cassidy come to the study to see me."

"Yes."

The Olsen family claimed to have dispatched dozens of cars to escort them at a safe distance, but in reality, only one vehicle actually returned to Olsen Residence while the rest had silently dispersed. Laura was already waiting at the door. She was dressed in a teal outfit that exuded an air of stability and maturity.

"It's windy outside. There's no need to wait for me deliberately." Josie frowned apologetically.

Laura took her arm naturally and joked, "Old Mr. Olsen treasures you so much. I made such a big mistake, so it's only right for me to come and pick you up."

Seeing Laura's weary appearance, Josie guessed she had suffered a lot for this.

"The rules of the Olsen family are rather outdated, but it doesn't really concern you. You can simply ignore his punishments."

Laura revealed a meaningful expression and didn't take her words to heart.

Inside Olsen Residence, the chef had prepared a table full of food. Mark sat on the sofa reading the newspaper, while Claudia was reading a book beside him, but they both looked up from time to time to look outside, full of anticipation.

Until they heard footsteps, they both stood up, somewhat nervous. "Leanne, you're back."

Josie couldn't help but want to laugh at the way they were acting.

"Yeah."

"Are you tired from the journey? Did Dexter mistreat you?"

"Are you hungry? The food is ready. You can eat right away. Or do you want to go see... your father first?"

Josie pursed her lips. She felt more restrained here than at Russell Mansion.

"Let's eat first."

"Okay." Mark smiled, revealing wrinkles.

However, the meal was filled with formality, leaving the food tasteless. Mark took out a document from the side and placed it in front of Josie. "I didn't explain my actions properly over the phone. Here are the detailed documents. You can take a look."

They seem really concerned about the injustice she suffered. Josie didn't blame them, as it had nothing to do with them.

"Leave it be. It's not important."

Mark suddenly became anxious. "How is it not important? It was indeed negligence. The system wasn't strict enough, which allowed them to ride on your head. And Laura, there's a reason for her mismanagement, so I punished her too."

It seemed like the anger hadn't dissipated.

"Yeah, I also made mistakes."

Josie couldn't stand hearing such words and immediately put down her fork. "Enough. What era is it? Do we still need to play this guilt-by-association game?"