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.

a newly printed document as the

been running all the way back and was starting to let

exposed, her skin pale and smooth as the snow outside. Her deep, dark eyes shone with intelligence and wit.

“The government will only be using this land two months from now on. I suggest you continue to persuade

flatly rejected her

office, staring at the untainted man before her. The muscles in her face tightened, and her fists were clenched so hard they left

raised her eyebrows, and Dexter braced himself for her to lose her temper. But

risky move. If

the room,

right price. If this route doesn’t work, try approaching their associates.” Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

her eyes narrowing as she took in the man who had picked up

I should have learned those tricks from Mr. Russell sooner, she scoffed, an icy stare

with

glance up at her. The fluctuating figures on his computer

was no point arguing with

his face and taking a picture

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