Chapter 662 The New Girl

The unexpected question caught everyone off guard.

Feeling humiliated and anxious, she hesitated for a moment before visibly flustering. “I’m his companion. he booked for the night!”

Companion? The word invoked various possibilities. Josie nodded slightly, “Oh, he’s booked a companion? I must have missed that part…”

The woman on the other end responded smugly, “Hasn’t anyone ever called you dumb, Mrs. Russell?”

“Hmm… you sound like the smarty pants here.” Josie retorted before promptly ending the call.

Two minutes later, Larry received a message on his phone, ‘Can you get someone to check on Mr. Russell’s phone?”

Larry was left perplexed, having endured a lengthy negotiation meeting only to be bombarded with an ambiguous message.

He showed his phone to Dexter, saying, “It’s a message from Mrs. Russell.”

Furrowing his brow, Dexter powered on the phone Moses recently delivered and was taken aback to find a

woman’s screensaver.

clicked, and Dexter came to

had waited eagerly for Josie’s call all night, but it never came. It

floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, typically bustling with servers and guests, was now shrouded in an eerie

hurriedly arrived and almost peed in

girls here provoked

lives does she think she has to dare provoke Mrs. Russell… She’s practically asking for trouble!” The manager

Mandarin Oriental Hotel, had gradually distanced himself from its day-to-day management in recent years. However, it remained the most profitable company in the entire Wavery underworld. Its influence was respected and feared by both the realms of

to cancel someone, it

lounged on the sofa, idly tinkering with his phone. Equipped with an automatic -recording function, he pressed

Dexter rewound and listened

Even at this hour, Mr. Russell is still hard at work, handling important matters. If I were you, I wouldn’t disturb him right now. You know how men can be-they easily grow weary of things and women. If you want to maintain

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grueling ten minutes, leaving everyone in the room holding their breath, paralyzed

anyone ever called you

this segment three times in

couldn’t help but feel

that Dexter wasn’t one to look for trouble actively; most of the time, he couldn’t

time.

it that answered my

his phone, his countenance turning increasingly

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