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.

wasn’t one to miss the subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing,

violence that

took the call in his place and quickly informed Dexter. He promptly organized a teain to locate Josie, only to find

seemed intertwined

led to their unexpected

Josie were both gauging each

it,” Dexter sighed, rubbing

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

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

look from Dexter. “Don’t worry about it.”

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

smile, his fingers fidgeting with the rosary

infatuated glint in her

look at her, “You’re

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

almost on the nose.

eyes

reach the Olsen Residence at our

her

meaning might have been clear.

hand on his leg was tender, brushing over his vulnerable points.

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