“That’s broadly it. As long as she doesn’t board a plane, she’ll come to Rivodia to find me,” Morgan finished, glancing provocatively at Dexter.

D*mn Rivodia.

A faint smile surfaced on Dexter’s face. The thought that her obedience yesterday was all for the purpose of eloping with Morgan felt like a knife piercing his heart.

“The most important thing right now is to find her.” Zachariah anxiously glanced at Dexter’s expression. “Based on what you said, you would have arranged for someone to meet Josie after she left the airport. Why didn’t they meet her?”

The topic triggered a look of embarrassment on Morgan’s face. “There was a mix-up in the arrangements.”

“Your timing for this mistake couldn’t be more impeccable,” Dexter said with a hint of indifference in his voice.

“You…” Morgan retorted, “What about you? You can’t even hold onto what’s in your hands.”

Zachariah clicked his tongue. “Do you guys… have any ideas?”

for her, there must be at least one suspect,

and tossed it at Dexter’s

the

Calvin then saw the gloomy Dexter sitting by the side, his gaze as cold as ice, clearly

club to

Dexter did not respond.

fingers with an indifferent expression, distracted by

lying beside him rang. Seeing the caller ID showing Heather, Zachariah felt as if he had been handed a hot potato. He was in

glanced sideways, and the relieved Zachariah answered the call and

“Hey, Liana,” he said.

Zachariah? How come you’re the one

busy with something. You can tell me what you need instead.” Zachariah lied without batting an eye. “What’s

a sigh, her voice sweet and clear. “Tomorrow is the wedding. We need to go through the procedures at the venue. Can you tell Dax for me? I’ll

looked toward Dexter, seeking his

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