hapter 633 Like a Dog

Josie returned to the Mason Garden, where Dexter had already arrived before her.

“Where is Mr. Russell?” Josie asked the maid, placing her bag down and removing her coat.

“He’s in the study having a meeting with someone,” Julie replied, and then she hung up Josie’s coat in the closet.

Josie’s eyebrows furrowed as she asked, “There’s a guest? Who is it?”

“I heard Mr. Russell referred to him as Wyatt.”

Wyatt was here. What was he doing here so late?

Josie nodded in understanding. “Please help me prepare three cups of chamomile tea and send it to my room once I’m done showering.”

“Okay.”

The study was filled with confidential documents related to the Russell Group. Dexter trusted Josie implicitly, so the documents were not kept in a safe.

only a few steps away from the stack of files, but

Wyatt kneeling on the marble floor with a loud thud. His gaze was fixated on the calm, composed

crossed the line foolishly, but he will change. Please give him another chance,” Wyatt

Grandpa, let’s forget about what happened. After all, we’re family.

sweating profusely, facing Dexter’s inscrutable expression. There was no guarantee

with a dignified and confident air. It

his jaw clenched, and his hands were white-knuckled as he gripped hold of a pen. “Wyatt,” he said, his voice eerily calm, “I had the highest hopes for you out of everyone in the family. But

my father, after all,” Wyatt replied, his voice trailing

bulging in realization. “He’s my biological uncle, but he showed me no mercy.” The words

knees, his hands grabbing Dexter’s pants. “The Russell Group has already recovered

his shoes and firmly pressed against Wyatt’s chin, lifting his face to meet Dexter’s cold, hard stare. “You’re making me wonder

from fear. He tried

expect me to forgive you for such

words.

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