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.”

“Indeed, you’re quite astute. Dexter sure has an eye

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

recognize me then?”

akin to folklore. Everyone’s familiar with it. It’s quite a surprise to see you here, just like

seemed a bit much

help but probe, “What do

fell as Thalia hesitated to

won’t be

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

descriptions weren’t flattering, prompting Josie to ask,

securing Mr. Russell’s chairman position through your sheer effort. Without you, the Russell

acknowledgment brought a sense of validation to Josie, who nodded in agreement. “There’s some truth

going in? Mr. Russell would definitely be thrilled to see

Dexter’s message popped

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