Josie spoke slowly, deliberately avoiding any mention of the terms of the exchange between Arnold and herself.

Not far away, Arnold noticed them. He lit a cigarette and leaned against a charred pillar, watching intently.

Dexter loosened his shirt collar. “Grape is my daughter, and I will protect her no matter what.”

“That would be for the best.” She didn’t deny the first part. After saying that, she left. Dexter followed closely behind at a steady pace. “I will be staying in Rivodia for a while. Later, someone will come to pick you and Grape up and take you to my place.”

Josie did not respond to that.

“Your company took quite a risk using that photo for the cover.”

On the top floor of Rivodia’s tallest building, a man stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, casually surveying the scenery below.

“You don’t know? Is that how you plan to resolve the matter?”

He let out a soft chuckle, ended the call, and casually tossed his phone onto the couch.

Before long, someone would legally handle the newspaper company.

Sounds echoed from the bathroom, and a woman, her hair wet and wrapped in a bath towel, emerged. She walked out seductively

and embraced him from behind.

matter, Mr. Bastille? You seem quite

a human being. But now, without that desire, she was

Ryan to get the

soft and flirtatious. “Mr. Bastille, what do you take me

you wait any longer, you

only to be met with the sight of a tall woman dressed in business attire.

“Who are you…”

other party said

“You!”

you don’t leave now, forget about wearing that bath

that Morgan made no move, she had no choice but to swallow her pride and quickly

magazine lay on the

caught on camera.” Her

line too many times.

gazing at her intently. Laura looked up, fear evident in her eyes. “It wasn’t intentional. There won’t be a next time. You know me. If I wanted to make it public, wouldn’t

have

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