His eyes were pitch black, his gaze light and faint.

Josie’s breath hitched, her mind going blank. She saw the man quickly avert his gaze as if he hadn’t seen anything at all.

Immediately after, he casually replied, “Hmm, interesting. She seems like someone with a strong support system, who can act boldly and fears nothing.”

Josie didn’t have any hope for that company.

Every time she visited Rivodia, she would spend a night there. Her identity didn’t attract as much attention as it did in Wavery, allowing her to act without any reservations.

She carried Paul’s photo, inquiring everywhere.

She had a feeling that his disappearance was related to Rivodia.

That day, she was sitting in a small pasta restaurant, enjoying her meal, when she received a call from Scott. “Ms. Warren, are you free? I’d like to invite you for a meal.”

Josie glanced at the pasta in front of her, grinning. “I’m eating. If you have anything you want to tell me, tell me on the phone.”

“You’ve been quite popular lately. I thought you wouldn’t answer my call,” he joked.

Josie couldn’t bring herself to laugh.

had disappeared for several months, only to reappear

Josie halted abruptly. “Where?”

I’ll notify you if there are any further developments. By the way, where

directly. She pursed her lips. “Sergeant Buncho, I’m

restaurant was broadcasting financial news. She glanced

meeting. His eyes resembled a serene

seen

good news

forty-nine percent of the shares, and so did

status, their

his future on her

won the gamble, yet

wanted to laugh. Dexter had never engaged in a losing deal, yet at that moment, he was willing to

recognizing her, he

could roughly guess the reason

clear-headed, so clear-headed that it was impossible to see

more. It was an email from the

replied word by word: I apologize, but I might have to

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