“Jo.” Dexter’s veins bulged as he held her hand, refusing to let go. He then spoke calmly and decisively, “Josie—”

Before he could finish speaking, a figure suddenly appeared from behind, accompanied by a familiar voice. “What are you doing?”

Josie looked up in astonishment, only to find, to her surprise, that Morgan had appeared. He clenched his fist and swung it directly. Dexter happened to turn his head at that moment, receiving the punch squarely.

A muffled sound echoed.

Dexter subtly turned his face away, a hint of disbelief in his eyes. Immediately after, Morgan grabbed his collar. “You dare to show up. Don’t you have any self-awareness?”

Those words were blunt, and the actions were equally so, clearly displaying an irritation that had been building up for quite some time.

Dexter gripped his wrist tightly, skillfully pushing him away. “What’s gotten into you?”

Dexter didn’t retaliate, not wanting to resort to violence in front of Josie.

sensed something was off. She immediately positioned herself between the two, exclaiming,

patience was nearly

his voice slightly slurred. He pulled Josie behind him. “Don’t be afraid. As long as I’m here, he won’t be able to bother

blood. With a wicked she should be

about to step forward again, but Josie firmly held his arm. She was clearly annoyed as she said, “Is there

it seems that the crisis at Russell Group isn’t

ignored him and fixed his gaze

“Where are you

She weighed

he said, opening the car door beside

down, realizing that it was impossible to

away spoke again, “If you’re looking for Paul, you don’t need to go to Rivodia. You might find some clues if you come to

paused momentarily in closing the car door. His expression stiffened subtly, almost

a considerable distance, the figure of Dexter in the rearview mirror had dwindled to a mere

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