Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 1120

In just one night, Josie completed the tender proposal. Early the next morning, she drove to Lachlan's company.

The air was exceptionally fresh in the early morning. As she stepped outside, she noticed the front door of the mansion across the street was wide open. It seemed as if someone had already moved in. However, she didn't pay much attention to it.

"There's no issue with the contents of the tender proposal. I've always had faith in your abilities. But the tender doesn't start until three days from now, so why are you in such a rush?" Lachlan asked after reading it.

Josie gave a bitter smile. "Is it that obvious?"

"The content here is too aggressive. It's not your style."

Josie didn't respond directly. "Perhaps I was too anxious for success, desperately wanting to make a name for myself."

"This isn't like you. What happened?" Lachlan remarked calmly.

In Josie's mind, she was thinking that Paul couldn't afford to wait for three days, so she had to act as quickly as possible.

Upon returning to Keller Group two years later, Josie stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, only then realizing that she could see Bastille Group's skyscraper from her vantage point.

Lachlan followed her gaze and said, "What happened to Bastille Group was a pity. They eventually fell into decline."

After looking at it, Josie figured that Morgan's biggest mistake was allowing foreign investment, which led to the gradual erosion of his stake in the company. However, from her perspective, Morgan didn't seem like the kind of person who could make such a decision.

After leaving Keller Group, Josie made a phone call. Outside, a black Porsche had pulled up. As the car window rolled down, it revealed Dexter's face, just as she expected.

Nevertheless, the call had already connected. Arnold spoke in a hoarse voice, as if he had been awakened by her. "What's the matter, Ms. Warren?"

"Start the tender early. I want to participate."

Taken aback for a moment, Arnold chuckled softly, "You really do act like a daughter of an elite family, don't you? Do you think you can just simply demand it to be held earlier?"

Dexter sat in the back seat, holding a bag of breakfast. He mouthed the words, "Latte or milk?"

"My words don't carry any weight, but yours do," Josie said as she sat down, choosing the latte.

Arnold rolled over in bed. "Why should I take orders from you?"