In reality, Josie couldn't quite recall if Dexter had ever crossed any boundaries. He was well-versed in international law, so even if he had, he would have handled it cleanly, leaving no troubles behind. The staff member asked a few more questions, but Josie had no idea about any of them.

The best protection Dexter had for her was not telling her anything.

Perhaps they had done their research in advance and truly couldn't find anything suspicious. They didn't give her a hard time.

Josie escorted them to the door. Before leaving, the leader said, "Please contact us anytime if you recall any details."

She gave a slight nod.

"Don't worry. I've had nothing to do with him for a long time. If there's anyone who would most desire his downfall, it would be me."

The other party looked at her with an amused expression. "You hate him that much? From what I know, you two had a peaceful divorce. He spent two years searching for you after you left." Leaning against the conference room door, Josie said, "If it was a peaceful divorce, why would I have made it impossible for him to find me for two years?"

Her response was rather self-explanatory.

After they left, Queenie cautiously approached. "Are you okay? They said they were from the investigation team. What were they investigating?"

News about Dexter's affairs had not yet been made public, so Josie said, "I forgot to pay the taxes for the last project. They just came to inquire about it.”

Queenie's eyes widened. She was filled with a sense of disbelief yet it seemed oddly plausible.

Evading taxes these days is considered a

"I did."

that someone was still keeping a watchful eye

was working overtime in

stroke of bad luck, the elevator experienced a power failure. He had to make his way up from the pitch-black stairwell, illuminating his path

on her desk was lit, casting a clear glow on her immaculate

engrossed in

to access chapters of novels early and in the

didn't notice anyone entering

her shoulder,

and

well. He leaned against the back

you doing? Are

scaring who? I'm about

composure. With a hint of annoyance, Josie closed

thrust his wristwatch toward her. "Look at the time. I've called you over a dozen times

"Ten past nine."

hesitation, Morgan pulled her to her feet and casually picked up her bag in

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