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.

the matter, Mr. Bastille?

a human being. But now, without that desire, she was no different from a

Ryan to get the

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

you won’t get the money at

woman turned around in confusion, only to be met with the sight of a tall woman dressed in business attire. Her hair had a touch of green,

“Who are you…”

the other party

“You!”

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

Morgan made no move, she had no

air. A magazine lay on

camera.” Her voice trembled,

you’ve crossed the line too many times. in

looked up, fear evident in her eyes. “It wasn’t intentional. There won’t be a

have done it,

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