Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter) novel Chapter 972

“That's broadly it. As long as she doesn't board a plane, she'll come to Rivodia to find me,” Morgan finished, glancing provocatively at Dexter.

D*mn Rivodia.

A faint smile surfaced on Dexter's face. The thought that her obedience yesterday was all for the purpose of eloping with Morgan felt like a knife piercing his heart.

“The most important thing right now is to find her.” Zachariah anxiously glanced at Dexter's expression. “Based on what you said, you would have arranged for someone to meet Josie after she left the airport. Why didn't they meet her?”

The topic triggered a look of embarrassment on Morgan's face. “There was a mix-up in the arrangements.”

“Your timing for this mistake couldn't be more impeccable,” Dexter said with a hint of indifference in his voice.

“You...” Morgan retorted, “What about you? You can't even hold onto what's in your hands.”

Zachariah clicked his tongue. “Do you guys... have any ideas?”

Morgan pulled out a tissue from the desk, decisively wiping away the blood. He spoke deliberately, word by word. “This is a question for Mr. Russell. After making so many enemies for her, there must be at least one suspect, right? Oh wait, you're about to get married, where would you find the time? Dexter, if I find her, Josie will have nothing to do with you going forward. You'd better know what's good for you!”

Morgan crumpled the tissue into a ball and tossed it at Dexter's feet. Then, he stormed out of the office the office.

When Calvin entered, he happened to run into the leaving Morgan. Frowning, he asked, “Why is he here?”

Zachariah touched the tip of his nose, signaling with his eyes. Calvin then saw the gloomy Dexter sitting by the side, his gaze as cold as ice, clearly indicating that strangers were not welcome.

Calvin cleared his throat. “I've sent people from the country club to look for her. They will take some time to do so.”

Dexter did not respond.

He rubbed his fingers with an indifferent expression, distracted by the thoughts racing in his mind.