It was the same old saying. When Dexter was willing, he was a master at uplifting people’s spirits. Apart from financial matters, he was meticulous in every aspect.

Once, Josie believed that if any other woman had met him, she would be cherished just as much.

However, at that moment, he was completely lost, unsure of what to do. The look in his eyes as he gazed at her was filled with confusion, tinged with caution. It was nothing like before.

In the depths of the winter night, the rows of elm trees outside Mason Garden had shed all their leaves, appearing desolate under the glow of the street lamps. Taking a breath, all one could feel was the cold air.

It was three in the morning, and Josie stood outside, knocking on the door.

The bodyguard standing guard outside saw her, but instead of stopping her, he wore a look of pleasant surprise.

Dexter opened the door, still dressed as he had been in the afternoon. A stubble of blue had sprouted on his chin, making him look physically and mentally exhausted. However, upon seeing her, a glimmer of joy could be seen in his eyes.

“Don’t misunderstand. I came for Paul’s clues,” she said.

The door was half-open, allowing the cold air to continuously seep in, which considerably cleared Dexter’s mind.

last seen under Arnold’s control. Rachel admitted to having seen

as

quickly said, “She

when she heard that. Well, in

black computer sitting on the living room table. It was

computer, there was also a phone case, which had

felt a moment

casually explaining, “Moses found it while cleaning up

and he knew that she had been eavesdropping on

on the carpet, removing the

stood still, unmoving. Dexter hadn’t turned on the heater,

“What?”

when you constantly heard about my interactions with Rachel back then?” Dexter conjured a mocking smile that was devoid of anger. His

of that moment, turning her head away. “No. Back then,

installed?” Dexter pulled out

smoke dispersed in the air, his eyes were clear

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