His eyes were dark and sharp, like a blade. “You’ve done things like this more than a few times.”

Josie was speechless. What she did on the day of Heather’s art exhibition was indeed unexpected.

“I’m not that petty. Marry whoever you want. What does it matter to me?” Her voice was soft, filled with discontent.

Upon hearing this, Dexter felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. In the past, she would have definitely made a big fuss about it, but now it seemed like she cared less and less.

“Then stay here.”

Josie frowned. “Does that mean once the fifteenth is over, you’ll let me go, and I can go wherever I want?”

A hint of subtle panic flashed in Dexter’s eyes, but it quickly vanished. “Yes.”

“What about going abroad?”

“Don’t you dare!” he blurted out.

Josie laughed. She approached again, kneeling on the sofa, leaning in close to him. “Why did you panic?”

turned away

a little reluctant to let me go, right?” Josie teased, cradling his cheek in her palm. “But you’re getting married. Are you going to keep me as your mistress in the future, Mr.

that, despite Dexter’s seemingly ruthless demeanor,

wouldn’t have risked his life

you assets, right?”

with

those resources in your hands, I naturally can’t

an explanation, ruthless and cold. The slight hope in Josie’s heart

sudden self-deprecating expression made a part of Dexter’s heart sink. He furrowed his brow and instinctively reached out for her, but Josie

only right to help out my ex-husband.” Josie

guard by her smile, Dexter remained silent. “What

to draw. Ask Moses to deliver my computer from

was a simple condition that wouldn’t

Dexter squinted. “There are

different. I only

Moses to come in. Josie emphasized, “It’s black, the one I just bought. Be careful not to break

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