"What do you want me to clarify?" Dexter asked, a cigarette clamped between his teeth, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

In just a few minutes, the overwhelming pain he had been experiencing vanished without a trace, and he regained control.

"Russell Group was established by my father, with the initial capital accumulated by him," Dexter said, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "Of course, my grandfather also played a part. Beyond that, there's not much else to say." He paused, his eyes cold. "They're both gone now. If you don't believe me, feel free to dig deeper."

"You... So, what about Mandarin Oriental Hotel? We've found that since its inception, it has been involved in quite a few shady businesses. Do you have anything to say about that?"

The staff's imposing presence remained undiminished. After all, they had tackled tough opposition before.

Dexter actually gave it some thought and replied, "Mandarin Oriental Hotel is a landmark of Wavery, so everything is done legally. It has generated quite a bit of tax revenue for Wavery's tourism industry. If there were any issues, it would have been investigated by the higher-ups long ago."

"Dexter, stop playing dumb. Everyone knows that Mandarin Oriental Hotel's existence isn't entirely legitimate."

"Is there any evidence?"

"There's a difference between the information you tell us honestly and the information we find out ourselves."

Dexter flashed another smile. "Paper and pen."

around and promptly handed pen

it. "If you want to investigate, I can provide a lead for you. You can look for this person. He approved Mandarin Oriental Hotel's paperwork back in

to you.

person's name, the other

Russell Mansion. It was late

these past few days, crying himself to sleep every night, calling out for his father." Under the faint glow of the car's headlights, traces

filled

not be back for a while. Please, take good care of Russell Mansion for me. I'll take the

her own was something

said,

of a vehicle echoed. She was the first to step forward and open

aback and asked in a hushed tone,

for a long

Grape woke up in Josie's arms. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. "Mommy? Where

your grandparents' place. Your daddy's away on a business trip,

she was somewhat shy and nestled into Josie's

You must be hungry. I'll head to the kitchen and whip up some late-night snacks. You can eat before heading to

Claudia made ricotta-filled ravioli.

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