"Why so nervous?" the man asked.

The coffee was ready. Josie cradled it in her hands for warmth, her gaze steady on the other person. "Anyone who has access to Russell Group's employee handbook wouldn't be of a low rank, and being able to enter Dexter's home just further supports this assumption. It's rather inappropriate for a person of your stature to be joking around in the break room instead of working at this hour, don't you think?" Any trace of surprise had already vanished from her eyes.

She was smarter and more composed than he had imagined.

The man chuckled lightly. "The meeting is over. It's time for a break now."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Preston Kaufman." He reached out his hand. "You must be Josie. I've heard a lot about you."

Preston... Josie had heard this name before. Back in Rivodia, when Charles was under investigation, many people got implicated. The person Dexter had stepped in to save seemed to be called Preston. Josie shook hands with him. "So you're Mr. Kaufman. I've heard about you for quite some time."

Preston adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. "Do you know when I first became aware of you?"

when Josie departed, Dexter had effectively put a lockdown on all information related to her, affording her the utmost peace. Consequently, few of those who came later were aware of Josie's

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brought me to his side after I had independently completed my first project, I was invited to dine at Russell Mansion. During the meal, he entrusted me with many confidential and significant aspects of our work. However, all of that wasn't really anything special." Preston, seemingly reminded of something, suddenly burst into laughter. "After

"He ignored the pain from the glass shards. It seemed he only cared about the photo, and

to the side, nonchalantly saying,

amusing, casting another glance at Josie. "Seeing you now,

in a manner that lacked respect for

shame I don't possess

door, he called out

"If you don't wish to stay, I beg you, please

Josie let out a scornful laugh

she didn't usually care about what others said, her mood

had concluded. Dexter had already returned to his office. A few people were gathered around the tea table. His brows and eyes were dark, his

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