NovelOnline“Why so nervous?” the man asked.
The coffee was ready. Josie cradled it in her hands for warmth, her gaze steady on the other person. “Anyone who has access to Russell Group's
employee handbook wouldn't be of a low rank, and being able to enter Dexter's hjust further supports this assumption. It's rather inappropriate
for a person of your stature to be joking around in the break room instead of working at this hour, don't you think?”
Any trace of surprise had already vanished from her eyes.
She was smarter and more composed than he had imagined.
The man chuckled lightly. “The meeting is over. It's tfor a break now.”
“Nice to meet you. I'm Preston Kaufman.” He reached out his hand. “You must be Josie. I've heard a lot about you.”
Preston... Josie had heard this nbefore. Back in Rivodia, when Charles was under investigation, many people got implicated. The person Dexter
had stepped in to save seemed to be called Preston.
Josie shook hands with him. “So you're Mr. Kaufman. I've heard about you for quite stime.”
Preston adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. “Do you know when | first becaware of you?”
Back when Josie departed, Dexter had effectively put a lockdown on all information related to her, affording her the utmost peace. Consequently, few
of those who clater were aware of Josie's existence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJosie shook her head.
“In the first year that Mr. Russell broughtto his side after | had independently completed my first project, | was invited to dine at Russell Mansion.
During the meal, he entrustedwith many confidential and significant aspects of our work. However, all of that wasn't really anything special.”
Preston, seemingly reminded of something, suddenly burst into laughter. “After we separated, | accidentally shattered a picture frin Mr. Russell's
study. In the one year | have known him, he has always carried an inherent dignity, never showing his anger and always displaying a gentle
demeanor. That was the first t| saw him lose his temper. Even now, the memory still givesthe jitters.”
Upon hearing his next words, Josie felt a sting in her heart. “He ignored the pain from the glass shards. It seemed he only cared about the photo, and
the person in that photo was you.”
The coffee machine beeped rhythmically. Preston turned to the side, nonchalantly saying, “Later, Larry informedthat it was Mr. Russell's beloved.”
“Beloved.” He found it amusing, casting another glance at Josie. “Seeing you now, | think you're nothing special.”
He spoke in a manner that lacked respect for others.
Josie had no intention of staying longer. “It's a sh| don't possess the beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities. | must have disappointed
you.”
As she reached the door, he called out to her. “Ms. Warren.”
She gave him a sideways glance. “If you don't wish to stay, | beg you, please don't torment him.”
To think he's Dexter's die-hard fan. Josie let out a scornful laugh and walked away.
Even though she didn't usually care about what others said, her mood took a nosedive when Preston spoke. She felt agitated.
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concluded. ter had already
returned te his office. A few people
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Josie glanced at the half-cold coffee in her hand. “Hmm, your company's coffee machine really doesn't measure up to ours.”
That statement was indeed blunt. Juliette was frantically giving her signals. After all, they were there to express gratitude, not to stir up trouble.
Josie acted as if she hadn't seen anything.
With a playful smirk, Dexter poured a
cup of caffee. His fingers, defined”
and graceful, held the pot with. air
of elegance. He then placed the
coffee in front of the empty Seat
next to him.
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“Ms. Warren, your valuable suggestions will indeed be implemented,” he assured.
Immediately, Juliette interjected, “That's not what she meant.”
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