“Heather?” Angel was also looking, and she instantly recognized the woman she had just met.

Josie’s heart skipped a beat. As their eyes met, an unspoken message passed between them. Heather’s here, so what about Dexter? He’s surely here as well!

Josie quickly heard his deep, melancholic voice. She couldn’t make out what he was saying, but the timbre of his voice was highly distinctive and unforgettable.

She vividly remembered that this voice had once whispered in her ear repeatedly, uttering all sorts of embarrassingly intimate words.

Yet, it felt unfamiliar at that moment.

Josie’s expression suddenly turned cold, realizing she seemed to have fallen into a trap.

The gathering in the room was lively. As the alcohol flowed, the merriment only increased, with no signs of the party winding down. Arthur, in high spirits, suddenly asked aloud, “May I be so bold as to ask, are Mr. Russell and Ms. Olsen about to tie the knot?”

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Josie poured a glass of wine down her throat.

“Ms. Jo, you can’t drink

definitely send some celebration

“I’m drinking

banquet lasted until

a bad impression if word got

to the underground parking lot. She walked briskly as if she didn’t want to give herself a chance to

Josie’s

Josie, clutching the documents,

However, it wasn’t Arthur in the

with the scent of alcohol. She couldn’t

was left outside, hearing no movement for a long time. She peeked out stealthily, only to

walked away. Angel, in a daze,

clothes at the last. second before the window was rolled down. Even a fool could tell what had happened, and

if Dexter had

the first word Josie

she laid eyes on them, her

“Ms. Jo!”

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