Marilyn studied the nuances of the conversation and came to an understanding. “Sure, it's part of my duty."

"Thank you." After uttering those words, Josie made her exit, ensuring that her footsteps echoed loudly enough. She then returned stealthily, scouring every corner to find several hidden listening devices before tossing them all into the fish tank.

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Only then did Josie dare to speak frankly. "Dexter has caught the attention of the higher-ups. He has been under investigation these past few days. He sent me to find you. Do you have any idea?"

Marilyn was frantic, her hands thrown up in despair. "Find me? I have no idea. No one has ever spoken to me about this."

"Think carefully. Did Grandpa leave anything for you?"

Marilyn made a concerted effort to calm herself down. She patted her chest and said, "Leanne, no, when your grandfather passed away, he left everything to you, including all his connections. You should know this."

Josie slumped down weakly. Yes, she remembered.

"Dexter won't just casually hand me this kind of information. So here's what we'll do, Ms. Marilyn. You take some time to think it over carefully. If anything comes to mind, give me a call."

Marilyn nodded hastily, clutching Josie's hand. "Leanne, nothing will happen to Dexter, right? Nothing like this has ever happened in all these years."

"Yeah, he'll be fine."

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