Dexter had an engagement at noon, at a shooting range. When Juliette arrived, he had just finished his round.

Josie followed closely behind Juliette. Lifting her gaze, she saw that he had hit the bullseye.

She knew that Dexter was also a master archer. However, that day’s social engagement required him to showcase these skills, sending a clear message that he was not someone to be trifled with.

“Dexter!”

Juliette was observant. After a few rounds of drinks, she waited until the conversation at the table had mostly subsided before she approached.

Dressed in a business suit, Dexter presented an impressive figure. He squinted his eyes, looking back over his shoulder.

Juliette greeted everyone with a smile before apologizing, “I’m sorry for the interruption at such a joyous time. I wouldn’t have bothered if I wasn’t genuinely concerned about Dexter’s health. Please forgive me. I’ll punish myself with three drinks.”

Her words flowed effortlessly, leaving no room for criticism.

The business owners present scrutinized Dexter’s expression, and upon confirming that he indeed knew Juliette, they quickly gestured for the waiter to add more seats.

her, Josie wished she could dig a hole

Dexter’s gaze lingering on Josie. She then gulped

Alice has always spoken highly of you. I hope

in frustration. She looked up to meet

the verge of bursting

reached out her hand and

about you. It’s an even greater honor for me to meet you.” Dexter’s voice resonated

imperceptible. Only Josie could feel it. When he pulled back his hand, he gave hers a firm squeeze. Jerk! Pervert!

pour it when Dexter stopped her.

over, they

you forget? I mentioned before

space shared by three people, Josie was idly fiddling with the corner of her clothes, clearly

already spoken to your assistant. There’s no

dish might not be to your

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