Following the sound of the door shutting gently behind her, Josie made her way out of the seclusion of the small room.

As she had anticipated, Mark was still vigilant, his eyes, aged yet observant, locked onto her. A wave of guilt washed over Josie, prompting her to unconsciously massage the back of her neck as she questioned, "What's with that look?"

"Had an argument?"

His understanding was clear without further explanation.

With a sense of resignation, Josie pulled up a chair and took a seat, admitting, "You could say that."

Mark's gaze carried a silent warning as he broached a sensitive topic, "He sought me out to discuss the matter of the child."

"What did he say?"

"What do you think?"

At a loss, Josie was aware that Dexter held her opinions in high regard, yet she hadn't anticipated he would take the initiative to consult Mark directly.

"I asked him three crucial questions, do you want to know?"

"Just go ahead," she encouraged, her curiosity piqued.

reconciliation, how should he refer

sure to stir a whirlwind of controversy. These questions undeniably left

eyes, inquiring softly,

a mixture of sighs

and disconnected, but Josie, your retention of the Warren surname was a gesture of our leniency. The decision to give your child the Olsen surname was not

upon my departure from this world, the Olsen family will lack its pillar. Your path will not be easy, irrespective of your desire to remain or leave. Tranquility will elude you, given your ties to the Olsen bloodline.

the mention of his eventual passing stirred

"the underlying dangers beneath our family's

words was notably

you find the opportunity, I would like to meet the

off guard by the request, Josie hesitated,

hardly a fearsome creature;

what

in understanding, then recalled another question, "What were Dexter's answers

light, Mark's expression was one of resignation. "You should ask him directly." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

the time Josie arrived

the day had transitioned into a sun-drenched afternoon, characteristic of the. autumn season. The air was alive

escorted to the inner quarters by an attendant

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