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.

printed document as the scent

enraged by the events that had unfolded at the construction site. She had been running all the way back and was starting to let

intelligence and wit. She looked breathtakingly stunning. However, she had a bruise on her collarbone due to the

months from now on. I suggest you continue to persuade the residents while it’s still winter,” he said, dismissing her

flatly

muscles in her face tightened, and her fists were clenched so hard they left marks

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

forcing the demolition would be a risky move. If

of the room, leaving the proposal

voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke, “They’d do anything

she took in the man who had picked up his cup and was leisurely sipping on his

from Mr. Russell sooner, she scoffed,

with venom and

her. The fluctuating figures

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