Dexter's willingness to show up was already a huge favor in itself. Now, he was actually going to take matters into his own hands. Juliette's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. Her intuition told her that all this

was not for her sake.

She didn't have that much clout.

Dexter had already let go. He waited in place for a while, and soon, a middle-aged man in uniform rushed over. As he wiped his sweat, he said, "Mr. Russell, why did you come in person? Why didn't you let your assistant notify us in advance so I could make arrangements?"

Just ten minutes prior, Dexter had already arranged everything in the car. Felix, the person in charge of Enigma International, was enjoying some leisure time at that moment. Upon receiving the news, he promptly vacated the premises, drenched in a cold sweat.

"Everyone, disperse. I have an urgent matter to attend to..."

peered at

those three glasses of wine. Her tolerance for alcohol was inherently poor and now they had dragged her back. Even though they hadn't forced the drinks down her throat, she was cornered by them and had no choice

and pressure from the male viewpoint initially instilled a desire to escape, then it became a matter of enduring

probably tired from all the fun, too caught up in their merriment to pay her much mind. Thankfully, they still managed

was already a bit tipsy. He chuckled and said, "Ms. Warren, sometimes you have to admit that words alone are not enough. If you don't drink this today, you'll face

him. He was a despicable, filthy man, and

Turns out, you're just ordinary. Could you have reached this far without Mark's support? You're young, yet so audacious, daring to boss

leave himself any way out, seemingly

with me, but you dare not go all the

for many years. I don't get rewarded for my achievements, but I should be

gently caressed her face. "You know, you don't resemble your sister,

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