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

a few steps away from the stack

the study. As she was about to 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 across from

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

of Grandpa, let’s forget about what happened. After all, we’re family. Dexter, please forgive

sweating profusely, facing Dexter’s inscrutable expression. There was no guarantee what

always carried himself with a dignified and confident air. It must have been a serious problem if he was willing to kneel in front

and his hands were white-knuckled as he gripped hold of a pen. “Wyatt,” he said, his

Wyatt replied, his voice

nodded, his eyes bulging in realization. “He’s my biological uncle, but he showed me no mercy.”

Dexter’s pants. “The Russell Group has already recovered from the crisis. It won’t happen again. Dexter, my dad isn’t capable of causing

chin, lifting his face to meet Dexter’s cold, hard stare. “You’re making me wonder how

shiver ran down Wyatt’s spine, his whole body turning rigid from fear. He tried to shake his head, but he couldn’t move a

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