“What’s the matter?” Dexter’s face was grim, and he didn’t bother to look at Xanthe.

“The thing is gone. It’s more important than money, so I can only make her pay with her life.” Arnold flicked his cigarette to the ground and stamped it out.

Dexter understood what he meant. A faint smile appeared on his lips. “That’s good. She’s caused me a lot of trouble over the years. Well done, Arnold. Take care of her for me. Make sure there are no traces left.”

Josie couldn’t help but smile at this statement. It was typical of Dexter.

Arnold remained calm and revealed his trump card. “Admit it, Dexter. If you didn’t care, you wouldn’t have personally shown up at this time.”

After saying that, he glanced behind Dexter. There were no bodyguards. Dexter had only brought a driver and a secretary.

Dexter didn’t respond. “I just wanted to see how far you would go. For you, getting rid of someone is easier than having tea. I wanted to witness it myself.”

He stood still, his hair gently lifted by the sea breeze. There was no pity or concern in his eyes, only indifference.

furrow his brow. He glanced sideways. “Regardless, she’s your mother. You are related. Can you really kill your own

both hands. “I

Xanthe shouted anxiously, “Dex! You can’t abandon me!

sprawled awkwardly on the ground, stripped of her

coldness. “When you left, I begged you not to go,

Xanthe hesitated, recalling the past. She showed a hint of guilt. “I-I desperately wanted to leave the Russell family and didn’t take you

righteous but

you also wanted to escape from me. As long as I exist, you’ll think of

breeze. He paced in place, calmly stating, “No, that’s not it. You

ground, like a countdown to her life,

her and knelt on the ground, crawling toward Dexter. She grabbed his pant leg and pleaded, “Dex, it’s my fault, all my fault. Give me a chance to make amends.

were spoken quickly and urgently. Her voice was even lowered, as if

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