Chapter 720 Stealing Secrets for Him

The road came alive with a parade of sleek, black luxury cars, neatly spaced about five meters apart, cruising down the empty thoroughfare.

The rain pelted down incessantly, creating a rhythmic symphony on the car roofs. At the same time, raindrops painted graceful trails on the windowpanes.

Breaking the silence, Dexter’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia, “It’s been a while since Wavery saw rain. this heavy.”

Leanne lowered her gaze, “We’ve had a two-month dry spell. Spring is here finally, bringing the inevitable. rain.”

“After this storm passes, the weather will gradually warm up.”

Dexter removed the rosary from his wrist, his fingers methodically tracing each bead, his expression a mystery.

Despite the car’s spacious design, their whispered exchange seemed to confine their surroundings.

The man casually shifted his posture, stretching out his long legs. One hand rested casually on his knee, projecting an air of relaxation.

In contrast, Leanne appeared slightly constrained.

“Dex… Why didn’t you clarify things today? When you didn’t answer the phone, were you out hunting for her father’s whereabouts?”

Earlier that day, Dexter had received news that someone had sighted Paul. Yet, upon his arrival, the informant had changed his story, claiming it was a misunderstanding.

subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing,

the escalating violence that he

He promptly organized a teain to locate Josie, only to find that she

intertwined

led to their

and Josie were both gauging each other’s

Dexter sighed, rubbing his

saw me with you, she might not believe your explanation,”

chuckle tinged with self-mockery, “Perhaps I shouldn’t have tagged along

words, prompting a thoughtful look from Dexter. “Don’t worry about it.”

you are.” Leanne sensed his uncase. It was clear that Josie’s

Dexter’s lips curved into a wry smile, his fingers fidgeting with the rosary beads picking. up pace.

as she regarded him, an infatuated glint in

her, “You’re my

an assistant to many people, but I’m not interested in

were almost on

glanced downwards, and Leanne’s eyes gleamed brightly

caution, our driver won’t speed. It’ll take us about an hour to reach the Olsen Residence at our current pace. It could get exhausting.

ignored her flirtatious

implied meaning

his leg was tender, brushing over his

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