Chapter 97 Would You Divorce Me?

Correct me if I’m mistaken, Mr. Lane, but just a few days ago, you made it clear that you would rather hand over Landon to Arnold Cartier than give me a chance, Dexter chuckled softly, his face clouding over in the dim lighting.

Martin swallowed, narrowing his eyes. Mr. Russell, let’s be honest here. I could easily use Alex’s injury assessment to take your employee to court. You won’t even have the time to contend with me anymore.

Thinking of Josic, Dexter’s usually expressionless face changed slightly. He set down his cup and asked. Mr. Lane, do you know where your brother took Justin Warren out from?

Who is Justin Warren?Martin couldn’t even follow where Dexter’s question was leading him to.

He is the person that started all these, Dexter reminded.

Where?

My hotel, Mandarin Oriental. Dexter, the man always under control, revealed a sinister smile. Your brother has been doing all the illegal deeds. He has blood stains all over his hands from all these years, not to mention usury. I could expose him with the proof of him engaging in violence and debt collection

alone.

for years, so it wasn’t surprising that he was unaware of Dexter’s capability.

in Wavery for so many years, Dexter spoke faster, exuding a compelling momentum that silenced

night was destined to end in discord, and the conversation

Lane’s people can save you

private room. Ivy, who was waiting outside, immediately followed. “Mr. Russell,

Dexter

already

at Mandarin Oriental, and don’t give anyone a handle,” Dexter reminded in a low voice.

Should I go on

tilting his head and glancing at

Ivy pursed her lips, a wave of jealousy thrummed

Arnold Carter been

incident in his project, and someone died. Public relations hadn’t

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