"If you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate Southern Wavery right now and see if there's anything suspicious," Josie tried to dispel his doubts. "But I advise you to act quickly, as Dexter might become aware at any moment."

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"Care for a drink?" he asked, still playing the role of a good host.

Josie turned her head away, her hatred and resentment evident.

Arnold didn't insist. Instead, he lifted the bottle and took a few sips.

"The reason I came to see you so early is because I'm afraid of being discovered. My child and my father are still waiting for me to return," Josie explained, observing his brutish demeanor. Arnold didn't respond. He finished his drink and threw himself onto the couch. As he did so, his sleepwear slid upwards, revealing his scar-covered skin.

He covered his head with a bolster. "Why did I start the tender early?"

nothing to

smile, "I still have a job. La Oriele is currently the talk of the town. Go and ask around, which designer wouldn't want to be a part of

his eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Others might be after fame,

Her voice softened as she said, "Two years have

hammer to the back of his head. He was momentarily stunned, then he

or Dexter, they all invested significant resources in searching for you. How on earth did

Arnold briefly zoned out. He clicked his tongue and said, "Only in

on his body, she had an epiphany.

me know if you want to start

doorknob tightly, and kept muttering to herself in her mind. Say something,

you're quite confident," he

steeled her heart, opened the door, and left

of calm and composure, Dexter said, "Eighteen

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