Dexter settled down beside her, effortlessly popping the cap off the bottle with a swift, sharp movement. The cap clattered onto the ground. He then handed her one of the bottles, saying, "It's Jägermeister. The alcohol content isn't high, so it won't get you drunk."

Without any hesitation, Josie took the bottle from him and immediately took a swig. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He was right about the alcohol content, but the taste was harsh, causing irritation in her throat and triggering a coughing fit that persisted for a while.

Dexter looked at her affectionately, as if observing his pet kitten throwing a tantrum.

"Why did you come here?" she asked.

Dexter, too, took a sip of wine. "You'd usually come looking for Grape first thing whenever you visit the Russell Mansion, but you didn't today. Also, you wouldn't drop by unless you were feeling down."

She had to admit he knew her like the back of his hand. "You already know, huh?"

"Mr. Peeple has always been fast when it comes to disseminating information."

night was cold, and they fell into

refuse to yield to the Olsen

Nathan, he settled overseas and the chances of him returning to Wavery

I never even

seem so hostile toward the Olsen family. But now, you appear agitated. May I ask why?" Dexter was indeed impressive, able to pinpoint

evade the

way of admitting he was right about her change in

He reached out, clinking his bottle against hers, and said half-jokingly, “I must be overthinking. Don't worry.

I realized their interest in me was purely for their own gain." Josie

his brows

wine and sat

were deceived, that they had no other choice. But later, when I reclaimed my identity,

from her eyes as she recalled past

a bitter smile on

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