Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Chapter 876

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Chapter 876 A Generous Gift

Before Heather’s art exhibition was held, Josie sent Angel abroad.

On the surface, it was to deal with matters related to the project, so no one went with

Josie.

Josie had ordered a gown a few days ago and needed to go in person to get her

measurements taken. Morgan found the place. It was tucked away in an obscure location,

and the tailor was a renowned fashion- designer in Wavery.

Taking the measurements was a tedious task as it took a full two hours to complete.

The designer complimented, “Ms. Warren, you have a great figure, perfect for a gown.

Have you worn one before?”

Josie shook her head.

“What a pity. Let’s choose a color.”

Over the years, Josie hadn’t been fond of complicated attire, always preferring simplicity in

her clothing. That was the first time she had made the effort to have gown custom-made

for herself, and she was exceptionally serious about it.

“Ivory. I like the color.” Josie’s fingers paused on a piece of fabric.

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In fact, over the years, she rarely wore white clothes. She had to work and care for Paul.

As such, her clothes would get dirty easily.

Therefore, it was her first time trying out white clothing.

“Ms. Warren, you have great taste. White suits you well, said the designer.

Josie responded, “When can I see the finished garment

“Saturday. Once the clothes are ready, I’ll need you to come and try them on. If they don’t

fit, we can always make adjustments.”

“I trust you all, and I trust Morgan’s judgment,” Josie said with a smile, swiping her card..

Before leaving, Josie descended from the second floor, coming face to face with a familiar

figure. The person was carrying a Chanel bag, with a few people trailing behind them.

They looked up as they ascended the stairs and bumped into Josie.

The newcomer was shocked and instinctively withdrew her foot that was about to ascend

the stairs. “It’s you.”

Josie stood on the stairs. “It seems you’re here to try out clothes too, Ms. Olsen.”

Heather clutched the chain of her bag tightly. “Yeah. Dex got it for me. He said it’s a

birthday gift.”

Her taste really aligned well with Dexter’s.

Josie remained calm. “Birthday? When is it?”

Heather’s eyes had a hint of hesitation “Saturday I recall I’ve invited my mother.”

“Saturday?” Josie echoed the question.

Heather’s gaze hardened. “Mhm.”

“Can I come then? To celebrate your birthday?” Josie suddenly smiled as if she knew

nothing at all.

Heather didn’t rush to respond. Instead, she said, “Ms. Warren, didn’t you also show up

uninvited at the jewelry exhibition a couple of days ago?”

Josie nodded, “That’s true. Since you’ve invited Morgan, I’ll go with him when the time

comes.”

After speaking, she smiled.

Heather’s grip on the chain tightened, her palms starting to sweat a little. “Your

relationship with Morgan seems to be more than ordinary.”

“He is my boyfriend,” said Josie.

Heather looked surprised, narrowing her eyes. “Does Dex know about this?”

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After Heather asked, she immediately regretted it because Josie couldn’t help but smile. “If

you know, don’t you think he knows, too?”

After Josie finished speaking, she began to descend the stairs. As she passed Heather, she

paused and whispered, “Don’t worry, I didn’t come empty-handed. On your birthday, I’ll

present you with a grand gift.”

Those words were ordinary, but upon hearing them, Heather couldn’t help but shudder.

Josie resumed her steps, gradually moving further away.

Heather turned around, her gaze fixed on Josie’s figure until it disappeared around the

corner.

“Ms. Olson, what’s wrong?” the servant asked.

Heather pursed her lips, her palms swearing, as she impatiently said, “Paper!”

The servant jumped in surprise, quickly pulling out a tissue from their bag and handing it

over to Heather. Heather ascended the stairs, vigorously wiping her hands clean. She then

threw the bag, tainted with sweat, into the trash bin. Her entire demeanor was filled with

anger and impatience.

That shocked everyone.

The designers exchanged glances, realizing they were dealing with a lady of a difficult

temperament.

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