That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Dexter was enjoying his lunch slowly, but he stood out among the crowd.

“Why is Mr. Russell here?” Alice asked, surprised.

Josie pulled her arm. “Let’s sit there.”

Not wanting to sit close to their boss, they went to another desk without hesitation.

Josie wanted to disappear into thin air as soon as she recalled the events from last night.

Argh, forget it! She finished her meal as quickly as possible.

Just as she put the dishes away, she met him.

Speak of the devil.

“Hello, Mr. Russell,” Josie and Alice said in unison.

Dexter shot a glance at Josie and nodded.

At that moment, the elevator arrived. Josie wanted to wait for the next one, but Alice pulled her in.

As the three of them stood in the elevator, Josie felt oppressed.

Please go faster, she prayed internally as the elevator ascended.

Finally, when they reached their floor, Josie pulled Alice out almost immediately.

Looking at her hasty figure, Dexter followed her.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Russell.”

“Good afternoon, Mr. Russell.”

Everyone in the design department was taken aback when they saw him.

“What brings you here, Mr. Russell?” Samantha quickly walked to him and asked amicably.

He stopped walking and looked at her. When he saw her badge, he asked, “Are you the new manager here?”

It was out of Samantha’s expectations that he knew her. Feeling important, she said, “Yes, Mr. Russell. I’m Samantha Robson.”

Dexter recognized her as the gossipy one the other day, not because she was the new manager.

“What a young manager. How impressive,” he commented sarcastically, but she thought he was praising her.

“It’s my duty to contribute to the company. I will do my best.”

“Hah,” Dexter snorted. “Does that include backstabbing your colleague?”

Samantha’s expression changed immediately. She looked at Dexter in confusion.

“What do you mean, Mr. Russell? Have you heard some rumors? They must be far from the truth – you mustn’t believe them.”

“Alright. Don’t worry about it, Ms. Robson. It’s not a big deal.”

Samantha heaved a sigh of relief and realized her back was wet with sweat.

“I was startled by your claims, Mr. Russell.”

“I see. It’s fine. I’m just walking around. You can continue your work.”

Samantha felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and quickly retreated.

When the other colleagues saw that she had been speaking to Dexter for quite some time, they assumed that her becoming the manager was because of her connections with him.

Otherwise, how could she be promoted so quickly?

Dexter walked around the department. Finally, he spotted Josie, who sat in a corner, buried in a pile of documents.

She was so busy with her work that she didn’t even notice him.

He rubbed his nose. Since when have I become so inconsequential?

He walked to her and knocked on her desk.