Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 911

On the verge of tears, Scar was about to speak when the door to the ward swung open. Arnold walked out, his expression far from pleasant.

Scar quickly stood up, as if he had seen his savior.

“Mr. Carter.”

Josie sat in the chair as Arnold scrutinized her.

The latter, now sober, gave Scar the side-eye. “What's the matter?”

Scar tiptoed and whispered something into his ear. Arnold's expression remained unchanged. “Got it. Take a team to handle it. Get it resolved by tomorrow morning.”

Upon receiving his orders, Scar complied and quickly departed, his actions bearing an uncanny resemblance to a hasty escape.

Josie could barely hold by her laughter as she looked on.

“Why are you giving him a hard time?” Arnold pressed the elevator button.

“I enjoy it, you know,” Josie said, walking beside him. “He keeps calling me instead. Does he think I have the aura of Mrs. Carter?”

The mirror in the elevator reflected their two figures, one tall and one petite, making for a peculiar yet compatible pair.

“Stop messing around.”

Josie kept quiet, only asking after they left the hospital. “Your dad must really hate me, right?”

“What do you think?” Arnold pressed the car key.

“I did it on purpose.”

“Isn't obvious?” He finally glanced at her. “Are you satisfied now? You've avenged Dexter.”

“Why did you bring me here then?” Josie asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Arnold, who was just about to open the car door, paused momentarily.

Even though he knew she had ulterior motives, he still brought her along. He himself couldn't make sense of the recent contradictions.

Perhaps I want my father to see her.

Seeing Arnold remaining silent, Josie continued, “I'm not doing this for him. I'm doing it for Grandpa.”

Arnold wasn't sure how much he had taken in. He walked to the other side and opened the passenger door. “Drive me home.”

Josie stood still. “Scar was just here. Why didn't you ask him to do it?”