Ever since Dexter had taken a step back from the limelight, his public duties had significantly decreased. He only needed to personally step in for major decisions. Besides, they were in Rivodia now.

The man in the backseat wore a gloomy expression. He watched as Josie’s car went further and further away, his irritation mounting. “Let’s head to the hotel.”

Larry didn’t react immediately. “Huh?”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

When Josie arrived at Arnold’s office, she was pushed in a wheelchair by Moses. She looked haggard, and for a moment, everyone thought she was there to cause trouble when she said, “I came to find Mr. Mills.”

The receptionist asked nervously, “Do you have an appointment?”

“Call him directly and tell him a woman with a limp is looking for him,” Josie replied, finding the situation somewhat intriguing.

The receptionist dared not make the call. “Mr. Mills is not here.”

Josie clearly didn’t believe it. “Today is a workday.”

to a

tapped her wheelchair. “I’ll wait for

cause trouble. Yet, the receptionist maintained a smile. “If you don’t have an appointment, I’m

and wore an innocent look. “If I remember correctly, today is the deadline. If Mr. Mills asks about it, will you take

pen and

but some

an expression of irritation as if he had just woken up, his hair a complete mess. He was holding his car keys in

Everyone was terrified.

of Josie, his impatience had all but vanished, replaced by a subtle sense of

really that bad? Is there a need for a

“The doctor said it might have

be amputated.”

locking eyes with her. “I also have a copy

“Anyway, I can’t walk

pushing it, aren’t you? My security guards are still bedridden. What more

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