The Epic Blind Date with My Boss novel Chapter 454

Chapter 454 A Plea for Help

The summer rain beat down on Summer’s umbrella as she waited, the wind whipping her hair into her face. She was starting to lose hope that Dexter would show up. But after a while. she saw the headlights of a car coming down the street.

Summer couldn’t believe her eyes. She thought she was dreaming.

The car plate indicated that it was Dexter’s car. The door opened, and a man stepped out, carrying a black umbrella. He was tall and handsome, with a confident and dignified air. He saw the lady looking at him in disbelief.

Summer’s eyes lit up with a glint of triumph. She threw her umbrella aside and ran towards him, hugging him tightly. “I knew you would come,” she whimpered.

Her confidence made his forehead crease.

Dexter slowly removed her hands from his waist and gently pushed her away, holding the umbrella over her head. “Summer, I can’t help you with Vaste’s problems,” he said calmly. “I don’t have any responsibility to help them, and even though I’m close to Arnold, I have not

in his decision to acquire Vaste. Do you understand?”

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After all, they had a long history of conflict, and their feelings for each other were far from friendly.

Dexter was clear and direct with Summer, so there would be no room for misinterpretation.

Dexter had no intention of meeting Summer today, but he still felt bad for her. He knew that she was in a difficult situation, and he regretted being so harsh to her in the past.

“I understand,” Summer said. “But you once told me that you respected companies with a long history in the field. If Vaste disappears, it will be a blow to the entire traditional media industry. The industry is already declining, and we need all the help we can get. Can’t you just help us out this one time as a way to show your appreciation for the traditional media?”

Dexter was torn about the situation.

Summer was a force to be reckoned with when she was determined. Nothing could stand in her way.

Her hair was plastered to her face, and her clothes were soaked. Tears and raindrops mingled on her cheeks, and he couldn’t tell which were which.

Dexter was unmoved by her request. “The effort that went into acquiring Vaste cannot be ignored. Even if I could persuade Arnold, who would compensate him for his losses?”