Josie had guessed it. Otherwise, her departure from the art gallery that day wouldn’t have been so smooth. Dexter’s people didn’t dare to stop her.

“Is she dead?” She was concerned about this.

For a moment, Morgan was taken aback. He asked, “What?” Then he responded, “Pfft. No. If she really wanted to die, she would have done it long ago.”

The car was heading toward her place. Sensing Josie’s silence, Morgan, who rarely spoke for Dexter, said, “If I were him, I probably wouldn’t have a better solution either. The Olsen family is powerful. It’s impossible not to consider the pros and cons.”

That’s right. I’m basically nothing compared to the pros and cons. Josie did not express an opinion.

Upon returning home, Morgan walked in with a look of disdain. “This place is too small. I’ll have someone get you a new one.”

Josie stepped over the couch and poured him a glass of water. “How much longer can you stay in Wavery? Where will I live when you go back?”

Morgan stared at her. “Come back to Rivodia with me.”

it’s small, it has everything I need, and

tasted hardship could possess. Morgan, having seen many daughters of elite families, found her

unsatisfied. He sat down reluctantly,

at him and suddenly said, “Morgan, if the person you met were the old

slightly furrowed his

her lips

considered a good match in terms of social status. Naturally, he wouldn’t have looked down on her family

it’s not necessarily so either. It’s nothing.”

Morgan. The one who would captivate

had an unspoken agreement not to mention it anymore. It was clear that a powerful force had

gauze were wrapped around her wrist. She couldn’t sleep peacefully. only finding comfort when she saw Dexter staying by her

me?” Heather asked, tears streaming down her face. “Do you think I’ve disgraced you all by resorting to

sat in his chair, legs crossed, his tone indifferent. “Leanne, the worst thing a girl

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