Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

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Chapter 864 Watching The Show

She was now the owner of a company, so it was entirely reasonable for her to attend such

an event, and no one would find it strange

When Josie arrived, the fashion show had already begup She walked in holding a purse

and a magazine. sitting up straight in the front row, drawing the attention of the fashion

and entertainment elite seated around her.

Sometimes at fashion shows, people weren’t so much for used on the runway but on the

audience

Josie attentively watched for a few minutes, clearly heating whispers from behind

“Am I seeing things, or is that Josie Warren!”

“Yes, it’s definitely her. Why is she even allowed at an event like this?”

“Could it be another case of her sleeping her way in?”

There were low chuckles from behind, but Josie paid them no mind. After playing with her

phone for a while, she seemed to find it boring and opened the magazine, engrossing

herself in its pages.

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However, a few sets of eyes remained fixed on her back.

A socialite spoke up. “Liana, she’s Dexter’s ex-wife. Shouldn’t you teach her a lesson?”

“Yes, it’s a rare opportunity.”

“I always found her flaunting distasteful. Dexter divorcing her was a relief.”

Among the socialites, there were clearly different levels, and Heather was undoubtedly

being revered in this group.

She stayed seated and gazed at Josie’s back, saying, “Let’s not. It’s impolite.”

“What’s impolite about it? She has fallen from grace. You have nothing to fear from her

now.”

Heather wasn’t incited by the comments. Instead, she tried to pacify everyone by saying,

“Let’s just get along peacefully. Dexter wouldn’t be happy if he found out.”

“Why? He doesn’t still have feelings for that cunning fox, does he?” The crowd cast

sympathetic glances toward Heather.

She pursed her lips, her competitive spirit ignited. “No, it’s just that Dexter simply doesn’t

like to mention her. Maybe he feels disgusted by their past.”

During their time together, Heather had indeed intentionally or unintentionally mentioned

Josie, but Dexter often furrowed his brow and changed the subject by ordering, “Don’t

mention her.”

Heather couldn’t be sure whether he genuinely loathed Josie or if it was more about the

pain the latter caused him. With time, she preferred to believe it was the former.

The people around her suddenly realized, and they said. “You’re truly better than her in

every way, Liana. You’re slimmer, and your aura is more captivating. In short, you

outshine her in every aspect.”

Heather listened to the comments. In the end, she couldn’t even muster a laugh.

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Josie might not be as slim as her, but she had all the right curves. She didn’t leak weak

when she smiled Instead, her smile was full of vitality and slyness, like a young gul

This was something Heather had imitated for a long time but couldn’t quite capture its

essence

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“Liana. I heard you’re planning an art exhibition?” someone suddenly asked.

Heather snapped back to attention. “Yes, my father insists on it, saying I have talent.

Remember to attend it when the time comes.”

“You’re truly remarkable!”

She gave a gentle smile, but as she lowered her gaze, the smile vanished.

Josie was still engrossed in the magazine, not paying any attention to the runway. After a

while, she put down the magazine and answered a phone call. Whatever was said on the

other end seemed to trouble her. She furrowed her brow before standing up to leave.

The magazine she had been reading was left behind on her seat.

It remained there, unnoticed, until the end of the fashion show when the crowd dispersed.

Josie didn’t return, and the magazine lay untouched.

Several of Heather’s friends were picked up by their drivers. Before leaving, they had all

asked, “Should we go together?”

Heather replied calmly, “Thank you, but I’ll wait for my driver to pick me up.”

Once everyone had left, she turned around and quietly returned to the empty venue. She

walked up to Josie’s seat and picked up the forgotten magazine.

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