Chapter 800

Josie couldn't help but notice her eyes wandering to the deep V of Oliver's shirt...

"Hey Josie, how about I swing by and pick you up for breakfast tomorrow?"

"No need, Oliver. I'm having breakfast at home. After that, I'm heading over to check on some old friends of my grandparents. They haven't been feeling too great and want me to see if I can help."

With that, Oliver had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Josie, you really should carve out some time for me. Aren't you worried I'll be eating all by my lonesome?"

"Oliver, let's be real, you've got no shortage of people who'd jump at the chance to have breakfast with you."

"Josie, the only breakfast I want is with you."

Oliver's eyes sparkled, drawing Josie's gaze reluctantly away from his collar.

"Alright, we'll do dinner then. I'm honestly wiped out right now and just want to crash. You should hit the hay early too. You know what they say, early to bed and all that."

Oliver hummed in agreement, and Josie hung up.

The next morning, Josie was up and about, joining her grandparents on a trip to see their friends.

After an hour's drive, taking advantage of the light morning traffic, they arrived at a beautiful countryside estate. The place was stunning, surrounded by blooming flowers, shady trees, and the occasional sweet scent of fruit trees wafting through the air.

"Grandma, Grandpa, this place is like a little slice of heaven."

The beautiful weather and serene surroundings put everyone in a relaxed mood.

"That's exactly why he chose to recover here. Sadly, it hasn't done much for his pain," Grandpa Robert sighed.

Emily added with a loving smile, "Josie loves this kind of environment. Maybe we should think about building a house here too."

Josie gave a soft smile, "Let's go in and say hello first, Grandma and Grandpa."

They nodded and led Josie inside.

Inside, Josie took in the spotless room, beautifully decorated with freshly picked flowers An

elderly gentleman, Still at the dining table, greeted them warmly: "Drake, Emily, so glad you could make it.

He didn't stand because he was in a wheelchair, unable to walk.

Hunter seemed like a kind soul, and despite his age, Josie could tell he must have been quite the looker back in the day.

Grandpa Robert chuckled, "Patrick, meet my granddaughter Josie. There was a mix-up when she was born, and we've only recently found her again."

Josie greeted him warmly, "It's lovely to meet you, Hunter."

Hunter's face lit up with a gentle smile, "Please, take a seat. Have you all eaten? Just let me know if there's something you'd like, and I'll have the chef whip it up for you."

"Patrick, don't worry about us, we've already eaten. I thought I'd show Josie around the garden first. You.. finish up and

Gintis later At our

age, it's not good to sit around for

too long after a meal."

"Drake, I'm all done here. I'll come along to the garden. I've added some new

flowers to my collection; I'd love to show them to you."

The caretaker was about to assist with the wheelchair when Hunter stopped him just handle the dishes and have the chef get some desserts ready. I'll head to the garden with our guests."

"Sure thing," the caretaker said, stepping back.

Josie stepped up, offering to push the wheelchair herself. "Let me help you out, Hunter."

"Thank you, dear, I really appreciate it," Hunter said gratefully.

"Really, it's no trouble at all," Josie replied as they all made their way into the garden.