Chapter 457 Heather Riley

Dexter sat in the waiting area, his eyes scanning the table. There was a stack of files piled high, each one labeled with a different name. He reached out and grabbed one of the files, but a woman’s voice stopped him before he could open it. “This…”

Dexter interjected right away, “Your name.”

He wasn’t asking-it was a demand.

“My last name is Riley. Heather Riley.”

Dexter didn’t pay any attention to her. He opened the file and scanned it quickly, trying to remember the details.

Heather had never encountered such a problem before, but she felt a sense of duty to protect his privacy as he had let her use his office.

She took a deep breath and said, “Mr. Russell, I will not allow you to review these confidential. documents. Regardless of your identity, you do not have the right to do so.”

She spoke with conviction, but her eyes were like shards of eyes.

and looked at

the door, flanked by his entourage. He scanned the room until his eyes landed on Heather, standing with her back to him. In front of her was another figure whose silhouette

the shadows.

in Wavery, unmistakable for anyone other

holding her hands. “Don’t scare her, Dex. She’s a bit of

I have

housekeeper, but I keep her around because she’s a good helper. Her name

“We’ve already introduced ourselves.”

leaned in closer to Arnold, and her brow furrowed in annoyance. “I was the only one who

chuckled, patted her back, and whispered something in her ear. She nodded and

lingered on Dexter as she closed the doors behind her. They were grave and solemn as if she

was usually gentle and calm,

Dexter, including

rubbed his temples, his back to the sun. “Dex, we rarely get to meet,

blunt about

Arnold to abandon

with amusement. “Why? The Russell Group and Vaste are not exactly the best of friends, are

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