"You even have informants here. That's quite a broad network you have," Josie mocked without hesitation.

Dexter's tone softened. "Is the orange sweet?"

Immediately, Josie gripped the fruit tightly, defensively saying, "It's mine."

Dexter wore a half smile, his features laced with affection.

After a while, the door to the private room was pushed open. A portly man entered, surrounded by his subordinates. Upon recognizing the person inside, he was pleasantly surprised. "Mr. Russell! It's been a long time!"

When Josie saw that man, she was quite surprised. The newcomer was Eugene, whom she had previously met during the Rivodia conference.

He had gained quite a bit of weight.

After exchanging pleasantries, it was only then that Eugene noticed the figure of Josie. He slapped his forehead. "You, you are that, first love! No, ex-wife!"

helpless smile, Josie said, "Mr. Jablon, it's been a long time." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

seemed that the events of the past had left a deep impression on

been steadily rising in rank. We even have to make an appointment just to see you now. Such a big shot." Dexter personally poured the wine, his

also thank you for giving me a hand." Eugene leaned forward. "I hold you in high esteem, Mr. Russell. If it were me, I would never have been able to retreat

half smile.

Bastille is no longer the

Being in such a high position, you should understand the difficulties that come

those words, and Eugene's enthusiastic response gradually cooled down. He shifted the topic to Josie. "You must

the

investigated recently, haven't

Eugene uttered reluctantly, "I did

did that,

glanced around, seemingly wanting to speak,

surveillance cameras in this private

when I was at a meeting in the state. It was a

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