Luckily, that window was still open.

Perhaps it was getting colder outside. Josie couldn't help but rub her hands together for warmth, her eyes sparkling.

Dexter looked at her through the mist, his brows furrowed in concern.

He didn't think she would come back.

Seeing the change in his expression, Josie quickly bent over and wrote on the glass: What's wrong? Did something happen?

Dexter couldn't speak. He turned around, fetched a pack of cigarettes, unwrapped the box, and lit one up.

He simply looked at her in silence, not making any move even after finishing his cigarette, and finally, he closed the window.

Josie's heart sank.

However, she quickly realized something was amiss. She hurried forward, stepping over the small pebbles, and picked up the wrapper he had torn off just moments ago. It still carried a faint scent of smoke.

There were two words written on it: Go back.

Her hand trembled. She barely managed to maintain her grip.

Did something really happen?

immediately drove off to Russell Group.

with smoke. Josie coughed a few times before she managed

He doesn't seem

smoked. He previously couldn't comprehend Dexter's constant smoking habit, but now he had

The investigation

expression changed. "Is

pulling the strings. As long as the top

as simple as

smile had

had still rushed to Newcove at the last minute to

a pang of sadness welling up within

top brass?" she mumbled. An image of a

was about to run

ex-wife. The investigation team might trace back to you, including the Olsen family.

him to keep a

paid much attention to it before, but seeing her

on the accelerator, heading straight back to the Olsen

door. The sound of conversation from within echoed, and a servant took

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