The term "inseparable" was an apt description.

Dexter also heard the same thing.

Preston sounded infuriated. "Mr. Russell, this woman wants to cuckold you!"

Dexter remained indifferent as he watered the plants in his study. "Preston, the tone of your words seems to imply you've already accepted her."

Preston refused to admit it.

"I just can't stand her audacity. I used to think she was straightforward and bold, but I didn't expect her to misunderstand you like this and fool around with others..." Dexter shot Preston a warning look, and the latter fell silent.

"She's just been a bit reckless. It's not that she misunderstood me; it's that I haven't done well enough."

"It's not..." In disbelief, Preston couldn't finish his words as the red landline in the study rang. Dexter raised his hand, and Preston had to answer it.

After the person at the other end of the line said something, Preston was surprised. "Coming to Wavery? But we're not prepared for anything."

tilted his head slightly. He immediately understood

It's just an inspection so, don't alert

personally coming to Wavery. Didn't we

in politics for three generations, and there are too many spies on the way. He's afraid of being exposed, so he came to us for cover." Dexter finished watering the

was quiet. As Dexter turned, his peripheral vision fell on the stack of photos. The photographer was quite

it was deliberate, looking at it still made him

the first light snowfall of the year marked the beginning of

seemingly calm surface, two

had gained about seventy to eighty percent certainty regarding the overall

Mark, who hadn't shown for quite some time, made

up

personal appearance. He wan

Josie, while Laura was behind

his appearance was not disclosed to anyone. Laura's

sit down. No need for formalities. It's

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