Paul's medicine was running out, barely enough to last a few days, which was causing Josie some anxiety.

"I have to go find him."

When he heard these words, Dexter was sitting in the courtyard, pruning the branches of the flowers. He turned his head and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Arnold."

Dexter withdrew his gaze. "No way."

"Why? Paul's medicine is almost finished. I have to find him to continue our dealings, instead of idly waiting here."

"Do you expect him to give you special treatment because of your wounds?"

Josie glanced at the wound on her arm, unable to find words to express her feelings. When she turned around, she saw that Paul was sitting in the living room, cheerfully looking at her. A wave of discomfort washed over her.

She sat down, her face full of smiles. "Why won't you let me go, Mr. Russell? You're not still jealous of us, are you?"

Dexter remained calm and composed. "You're too narcissistic."

"Oh, then I must go."

"Go ahead."

Josie raised an eyebrow.

seen a lamb willingly run into a pack

a wilted flower. "Let's wait until

words been spoken than a car sped by,

reeking of alcohol. He seemed to have just left a late-night bar. He approached and said, "Oh, Mr. Russell, you're quite the enthusiast, even pruning flowers." He rested his hands on the fence, casting a flirtatious

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able to manage half a hectare of flowers. I can't. I can only tend to this one plant, the same

realize he had been subtly mocked. Rolling his eyes, he said to Josie, "Come and see when the

have no interest

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