Juliette’s expression shifted to one of concern upon noticing Josie’s lackluster complexion, prompting her to inquire, “Everything all right with you?”

“I’m fine,” she managed to respond.

Thalia, adept at navigating the nuances of her high-level position, subtly sensed the tension, offering guidance with, “Miss, please allow me to show you to the restroom this way.”

For Josie, this felt like a timely rescue.

Her feelings toward Juliette were complicated, a mix of transparency and concealed emotions. There was nothing ostensibly secretive about their relationship, yet the undercurrents were complex.

Moreover, Josie couldn’t ignore the apparent affection Juliette harbored for Dexter, making her feel somewhat intrusive as Dexter’s ex-wife.

Once inside the solitude of the restroom, Josie hastily splashed her face with water, seeking clarity among the whirlwind of thoughts.

Thalia, lingering nearby, hesitated before confirming, “Ms. Warren, right? I hope I’m not mistaken.”

you’re quite astute. Dexter sure has an eye

of apology. “Actually, I was chosen by Mr. Peeple and haven’t had the opportunity to

you recognize me then?” Josie

Russell Group, akin to folklore. Everyone’s familiar with it. It’s quite a surprise to see you

a bit

couldn’t help but probe, “What

fell as Thalia

won’t be upset,”

talk wasn’t always kind… You were described as cunning, a disaster, and someone who could effortlessly ensnare Mr.

weren’t flattering, prompting Josie to ask,

were often lauded as a formidable woman, credited with securing Mr. Russell’s chairman position through your sheer effort. Without you, the Russell

who nodded in agreement. “There’s some truth

curiosity, asked, “Why aren’t you going in? Mr. Russell

then, Dexter’s message popped up:

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