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.”

Mills never adheres to

her wheelchair. “I’ll wait for him here. Let

you don’t have

wore an innocent look. “If I remember correctly, today is the deadline. If Mr.

took out a pen and paper. “May I ask your name for

but some

an expression of irritation as if he had just

Everyone was terrified.

the lobby and caught his first glimpse of Josie, his impatience had all but vanished, replaced by a subtle

really that bad? Is there a need for

“The doctor said it might

be amputated.”

with her. “I also have a copy of your medical report, so stop

“Anyway,

My security guards are still bedridden. What more

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