Chapter 633 Like a Dog

Josie returned to the Mason Garden, where Dexter had already arrived before her.

“Where is Mr. Russell?” Josie asked the maid, placing her bag down and removing her coat.

“He’s in the study having a meeting with someone,” Julie replied, and then she hung up Josie’s coat in the closet.

Josie’s eyebrows furrowed as she asked, “There’s a guest? Who is it?”

“I heard Mr. Russell referred to him as Wyatt.”

Wyatt was here. What was he doing here so late?

Josie nodded in understanding. “Please help me prepare three cups of chamomile tea and send it to my room once I’m done showering.”

“Okay.”

Russell Group. Dexter trusted Josie implicitly,

steps away from the stack of files, but he could not

knock on the door, she saw Wyatt kneeling on the marble floor with a loud thud. His gaze was fixated on the calm, composed man

line foolishly, but he will change. Please give him another

what happened. After all, we’re family. Dexter, please forgive

Dexter’s inscrutable expression. There was no guarantee what Dexter

had always carried himself with a dignified and confident air. It must have been a serious problem

stiffly in his chair, his jaw clenched, and his hands were white-knuckled as he gripped hold of a pen. “Wyatt,” he said, his voice eerily calm, “I had the highest hopes for you out of everyone in

my father, after all,” Wyatt replied, his voice

but he showed me no mercy.” The

already recovered from the crisis. It won’t happen again. Dexter, my dad

firmly pressed against Wyatt’s chin, lifting his face to meet Dexter’s

cold shiver ran down Wyatt’s spine, his whole body turning rigid from fear. He tried to shake

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