Chapter 265 Holding a Grudge

Josie felt a sharp pain in her head as she bumped into Mr. Russell. She stumbled back, but she quickly regained her composure. Josie looked up at him, her eyes watering from the pain. “Mr. Russell,” she greeted him indifferently.

Dexter held a cup of coffee in his hands. His knuckles were red and chapped from the cold outside

He wore a black windbreaker that hugged his tall frame. He had the kind of figure that would turn heads wherever he went. If he walked down the street, he would be sure to catch the attention of many admirers.

Dexter didn’t look into her eyes. He pushed the door behind her and uttered coldly, “Come in if you have something to say.”

Josie hesitated at her spot, unsure if she should follow him inside. She tightened her grip on the proposal, mulling over her thoughts.

He paused his footsteps and looked over at her with a scornful stare.

“I’ll only give you ten minutes.”

Josie had no choice but to follow behind him.

as the scent of the ink spread through

events that had unfolded at the construction site. She had been running all the way back and was starting to let out a sweat. She tossed her scarf aside and marched up to his office on the

and smooth as the snow outside. Her deep, dark eyes shone with intelligence and wit. She

be using this land two months from now on.

flatly rejected

muscles in her

her temper. But instead, she said icily, “Alright. I’ll go there a few

demolition would be a risky move. If anyone were harmed, the Russell

swept out of the room,

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her eyes narrowing as she took in the man who had picked up his cup and was

fault. I should have learned those tricks from Mr. Russell

words dripped with

The fluctuating figures on

no point

his face and taking a

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