They all gazed at Josie with intrigue.

Not long ago, Shirley, who had just been chastised, stood amidst the crowd.

Josie let out a breath and asked, "What is this?"

Zach's face was devoid of any emotion. He casually picked up a bottle of wine from the table and headed straight toward Josie.

The surrounding staff didn't dare to intervene. This wasn't the first time the wealthy heir had caused a scene. Their usual solution was to call the police, but it was futile. The rich heirs had the means to smooth over any situation with their wealth.

If one ended up hurting themselves, then it simply wouldn't be worth it.

Tension knotted Josie's back as she uttered when the man approached her, "Zach, have you lost your mind?"

"You're too much." Zach slightly leaned forward, his gaze mocking as he stared at Josie. He lightly tapped the bottle of wine in his hand. "Upon returning, you blocked the road, delivered documents to Dad, and even lectured my people. You really think highly of yourself, don't you?"

likely all on a par with Zach, were waiting to see

camera overhead and asked, "What

a disadvantage, so it wasn't wise for

giving you three days. I don't care how you explain it to Dad, but one thing is certain: you need to leave Wavery, just

Josie as much as he did at that moment. It didn't matter who she had been before. He had always treated her like a joke. Evidently, he didn't care if she had become Dexter's wife. But then, things were different. Her

eyebrow. "What

as possible. However, when Zach said this, she suddenly felt

be just like

abruptly hurled away the bottle in his hand. It smashed against the wall less than a meter behind

out

storms than this. There was no reason for

ascended, and someone was

still as a mountain, her aura radiating a profound steadiness. She asked, "Zach, why do

Zach sneered, practically itching to grab her by

who are weak and incapable. You are the ones who bully the weak and fear the

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