He abruptly increased his strength, and a feeling of suffocation followed.

“Even if something goes wrong, Morgan will do everything he can to get you out, won’t he!”

Dexter moved closer, his thin lips pressing against her lower jaw, almost brushing against her ear. Josie felt a chill down her spine, gasping for breath. “Who gave you the video?”

“I’ve told you before,” Dexter said, noticing her flushed face and slightly loosening his grip. “Morgan and Wayne are partners.”

It’s Morgan… Josie was somewhat reluctant to believe it. Not long ago, he said he could help me.

Seeing the calculating look in her eyes, Dexter quickly guessed what she was thinking. He scoffed. “You’re courting death, thinking you can make Morgan bow his head. You’re too full of yourself.”

He spoke those words with anger. Evidently, he was upset.

Josie tilted her head back, grabbing his wrist, trying to break free.

allowing herself to be used by each one of them. Tell me, what does it take

listening to him.

he wouldn’t stop

events. Isn’t that your way of announcing to the world that she’s the future Mrs. Russell?” Josie asked him, word by word. Aren’t you the same? You’re someone who

her to part her lips. “Such a sharp tongue you have. Has Morgan kissed

“You!”

how to play the piano.” His voice carried

hand, adorned with rosary beads, slowly extended downward, a roughness laced its

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expression as she ulted her head back in embarrassment, he chuckled lightly “Has Morgan ever seep you like dus! I don’t think so. Your

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