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.”

never adheres to a fixed

“I’ll wait for him here. Let

here to cause trouble. Yet, the receptionist maintained a smile. “If you don’t have an appointment, I’m afraid I can’t let you wait here. Please, I must ask you

innocent look. “If I remember correctly, today is the deadline. If Mr. Mills asks about

the receptionist immediately took out a pen and

some call me

the phone call was made. By the time Arnold arrived, half an hour had already passed. He wore an expression of irritation as if he had just woken up, his hair a complete mess. He was holding

Everyone was terrified.

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

really that bad? Is there

“The doctor said it might

be amputated.”

over, locking eyes with her. “I also have a copy of your medical

up. “Anyway, I can’t walk

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

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