After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

Why was she under the radar for all these years if she had such talent?

“Nghh…”

A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into the

stood next to her and watched as

“Dad…”

glint in his eyes

you’re back…” A maid’s voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the maid understood

“Bring her a blanket.”

turned around and went up the

The next day.

as the blanket draped

Warren, are you awake?” The maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and said, “Thank

another word, Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up. The

to the company and managed to

for employees when a strong

the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to the nearest

she regained her footing, she looked up with a frown to see one of her past

closed, the man’s look of

She was speechless.

hares may pull dead lions

“Get in.”

paused at the

sense of foreboding when she looked over to see a deep-set pair

offer, Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for the next

hand grabbed her arm and pulled

and was

to protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive as

raised her head, and her breath caught in her throat as the man’s

hand was

Dexter furrowed his forehead.

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