NovelOnlineArnold was seated in the main seat, with a strikingly gorgeous yet decadent woman nestled by his side. The woman was none other than Summer.
She was pouring the wine from the bottle directly into her mouth.
Josie walked in, silencing the blaring music with a press of a button. Instantly, the private room fell into a hush, and all eyes were on her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtArnold finally looked up, scrutinizing Josie's overly plain attire. “What are you doing? The medicine | gave you can still be taken for a few more days.” Josie shook her head. “I'm not looking for you.” She then pointed at Summer and said, “I'm here for her.” Summer finally seemed to snap back to reality, her face full of disdain. Seeing Josie didn't surprise her at all. “You... Oh! Josie...
Wait, no. It's Liana. Do you need something from me?” Josie grabbed Summer's wrist and pulled her straight out, ignoring the clamor in the private room.
Summer felt weak and limp, leaning against the wall. “What do you want? If you have something to say, just say it. I'm annoyed just by seeing you.” “Do you think | wanted to see you?” Josie got straight to the point. “What did you say to Edward when you met him today?” So she ctoto ask about that? Summer scoffed and said, “You're using my reputation to get things done. Of course, | should satisfy you. Want to know? Go find out yourself.” “1 did want to investigate, but sadly, I'm not as fortunate as you. I've accomplished nothing, yet you seem to be blessed by the heavens, thriving wherever you go.” Josie moved closer to Summer. “But | have a question. How long can one truly prosper by using their charms to manipulate others?” Those words did not infuriate Summer. She lit a cigarette and still managed to smile. “I also wish to be like you, to have a reputable name, to have a man who loves me. But ask yourself, are you truly living a good life now?” Seeing Josie's face stiffen, Summer pushed her away. “I didn't expect you to cback.” “| never expected you to still be with Arnold.” “A woman who should have been widowed was seen with a man bearing a striking resemblance to her deceased husband. If the media were to capture this, they would certainly make a big story out of it.” Summer was not afraid in the slightest. “Josie, you should know where you are. This is Rivodia, not Wavery.” Josie was so angry that her whole body was trembling. Summer took a puff of her cigarette and asked, “Are you feeling unwell? | can have someone take you home.” “lt seems Arnold has given you quite a bit of authority, allowing you to speak like you own the place.” Summer casually played with her hair.
Just then, a subordinate emerged from the private room, respectfully holding Summer's phone. “Ms. Olsen, you have a call.” Summer cast a glance and disdainfully looked at Josie once more before she turned on her heel and walked away.
Watching the figure recede, it was filled with an air of world-weariness.
Before long, Arnold emerged from inside. Seeing Josie's angry expression, he couldn't help but laugh. “What's the matter? Care to cin for a drink?” Josie glanced at him, and swiftly, she raised her hand to deliver a slap.
Caught off guard, he was left stunned.
The subordinates around were all bewildered as well.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey had never seen someone that bold.
“The task you askedto do, I've done it. Mr. Zimmerman has helpeda lot, and indirectly, he has also helped you quite a bit.
How dare you abandon someone after getting the help needed?” As she spoke those words, she gritted her teeth in determination, managing to squeeze out a few tears.
It seemed as if Arnold had finally cto his senses. He wiped the corner of his mouth and clicked his tongue. “Still as fierce as ever.” Josie was breathing heavily.
“So you found out already? News travels fast with Dexter,” Arnold said.
As it turned out, it was Arnold's doing. “Arnold! How can | help you if you keep breaking promises like this?” Josie asked.
Arnold sighed and reached out to lift her chin. “How can you call it helping me? At most, it's a transaction. Go back and ask Dexter.
In every transaction, someone loses, and someone profits.” As Arnold drew closer, he could smell the strong scent of alcohol on her.
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