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“Of course,” Claudia readily agreed.

However, Zach couldn’t resist adding a sarcastic comment, “I’ve been suspecting that something unsavory has infiltrated the Olsen family recently. Summer is still unconscious, and it’s not wise to have such an ominous presence lingering in the Olsen Residence, is it?”

These words carried a disrespectful tone, and Josie’s calm facade cracked as she felt a surge of disgust. Before she could respond, Dexter fired back, “Are you suggesting, Mr. Zach, that despite Mrs. Olsen’s years of devout prayers and vegetarianism, she still can’t keep negative influences at bay?”

As he spoke, he absentmindedly played with his rosary beads.

Zach, growing impatient with the conversation, turned his attention to his meal.

Claudia chose not to pursue the matter further and instead gave Josie a comforting look.

On the other hand, Josie discreetly glanced at Arnold, who remained silent and wore an uneasy expression.

Claudia signaled the servant to pour wine for everyone. After the wine was served, she inquired, “Arnold, how is the investigation by the Securities Regulatory Commission progressing?”

Arnold slowly chewed a piece of bread before responding. “If someone is attempting to frame me but can’t produce any evidence, the Securities Regulatory Commission will likely clear my name. I’m already in the clear.”

you mustn’t let your father-in-law worry any

go and accept the

quite worn out,” remarked Dexter, his gaze fixed on him. “The recent Securities Regulatory

scrutiny a few times? Dexter, if the day comes when the Russell Group faces a similar situation, feel free to seek my

continued to manipulate his prayer beads, his smile concealing a sharp edge. “We won’t.”

at the dining table, observing the duel of words between the masters, unable to swallow her food.

dinner, a housekeeper arrived with the news that Summer had awakened. Consequently, everyone went to visit her.

as if she had lost half of her spirit. Her gaze was listless. and disinterested as she glanced at everyone, but it sharpened when it landed on Josie. She furrowed her brows and asked,

to see you. If we consider our ages, you’re a year younger than me, so I treat you like my younger sister. Am I not welcome to visit you?” She stated this with a warm

hand tightly, as if trying to suppress something, and said, “I’m

have overstepped.” Josie flashed her a

someone as he entered the room, but his voice fell