Before Saturday could arrive, Josie was swamped with work on her end.

First, there were complications with the project at the seaside hotel project, with the person in charge on Russell Group side being uncooperative. To put it plainly, they were deliberately making things difficult. Josie’s design draft had been revised more than a dozen times, and in the end, the other party smiled and said, “Ms. Olsen, how about reverting to the first version?”

Josie’s expression changed immediately upon hearing this.

The person felt a chill down their spine, almost expecting her to flip the table.

However, she just smiled and said, “Is it okay if I submit it tomorrow?”

The person swallowed hard and nodded vigorously.

While she was still fuming, Morgan made a call to her. She answered impatiently, “What is it?”

“Aren’t we a couple? Not seeing your boyfriend for a few days isn’t normal, is it?” Morgan’s voice came through, and there were other voices in the background.

Josie replied boldly, “You’re taking yourself too seriously. I don’t have time right now.”

“When will you have time?”

“Go kill Dexter for me.”

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holding a transparent box, and inside,

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to be an antique porcelain bowl from the Turan dynasty

you giving this to

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