Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

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Chapter 836 Follow Dexter Blindly

Mark took a deep breath and gently patted Arnold’s hand. “All these years, you have been

caring for Summer. Thank you.”

“What are you talking about? She was my sister before, and now she’s my wife. Naturally,

I will take care of her.”

“All right then. I’ll handle the repercussions brought on by the Securities Regulatory

Commission for you.” Mark decided after a moment of contemplation.

Dexter raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Josie understood as well. With one of their daughters married to Arnold, the Olsen family

essentially secured a peaceful life for the rest of their lives.

Mark truly loved Summer. Josie could feel it. It was what a father could do for his daughter.

Mark exuded an aura of calm and dignity, a testament to his years of struggle and

perseverance. It was as if no matter what happened, he was there to protect his daughter.

Josie gazed at Mark and was lost-in-thought.

If my guess is correct, how should I face all of this?

After giving his earnest advice, Mark turned to Laura and added, “Zach is quite worrisome

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too. Keep a close eye on him.”

Laura nodded to show she understood.

At that moment, the housekeeper brought over a bowl of soup. “The medicine is ready.”

Claudia took it and went back into the room.

Before Mark left, he wanted to say something to Heather, but his gaze fell on Josie instead.

“How come you’re here?”

At last, Josie received his attention. Her eyes were filled with complex emotions. “I came

to the Olsen family to take shelter. Don’t you welcome me, Mr. Olsen?”

Mark’s brows furrowed. His initial fondness for Josie had completely vanished when

Heather returned.

He nodded at Dexter. “You handle it.”

Having said that, he left with the assistance of his housekeeper, and his figure gradually

receded into the distance.

Heather’s face showed anxiety as she looked worriedly at the man beside him.

Dexter gently patted the back of her hand in a comforting manner. “Go take a bath and

have a good sleep.” “Dex, I don’t want to.” She gripped Dexter’s wrist tightly. There was a

strong sense of urgency in her grasp.

He laughed. “I’m not doing anything wrong. What is there to fear?”

The affection in those words caused Laura to look at Josie with concern.

The latter, however, did not mind at all. She wished she could peel off the skin from

Dexter’s face. Pretending that her foot hurt, she said, “I’ll leave as soon as the rain stops.”

Once back in the room, Laura, seeing that Josie was all right, finally breathed a sigh of

relief. “I was scared to death just now. I really thought Summer was going to lose her

temper.”

“She was just throwing a tantrum. She still needs to rely on the Olsen family for support.”

Josie saw through it. After a pause, she continued, “Mark seems to spoil her a lot. After all,

she’s his daughter. But speaking of it, Zach really lacks a sense of presence. I used to

think that in such a family, boys would be valued more than girls.”

It was not in line with the practice of the country. Josie furrowed her brows as if she had

thought of something, but in the end, she did not voice it out.

The torrential rain showed no signs of stopping outside. Laura went into the bathroom to

take a shower while Josie, who was feeling stifled in the room, decided to go out for a

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walk.

The Olsen Residence was vast. As she walked through the brightly lit corridor, raindrops

fell on her arm and brought a refreshing coolness.

She walked to the end, where she saw a flash of crimson in the darkness, and the scent of

smoke permeated the air. A man’s figure stood still, his silhouette lonely and desolate.

Josie wanted to leave.

“Up ahead is Mark’s study. Where are you going?”

The man’s voice had a certain heaviness to it as a result of years of smoking. He stepped

closer, and the sound of his leather shoes echoed with each step. “Don’t tell me,” he said,

“that you just happened to be passing by.”

Josie looked up and saw Arnold’s face.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, which hit her in the face, forcing her to squint her eyes.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“Just came out of Mark’s study to have a cigarette.”

“What did he say to you?”

“You’re quite curious, aren’t you?” Arnold’s smile was icy. “You’re too bold. This is the

Olsen family. Do you know what happens when you blindly follow Dexter?”

He was referring to the madness that occurred during the day.

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