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Chapter 391 Like a Late Friend
Josie was slightly in a daze. She didn’t understand why Mark agreed so readily.
“If I may be so bold, Mr. Olsen, what moved you?”
Mark lifted his head slightly and sized her up with the light. “Aren’t you happy that I’m
investing?”
“I am, but I don’t understand.”
The corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn’t avoid her question. “You resemble a late
friend.”
As it turned out, it was really because of this.
Josie was smart. At such a stage, she could only accept it wholeheartedly. Everything
would be alright if they had the money. She didn’t mind that she looked like his late friend.
She would even be willing to act as that person.
“It’s my honor to resemble your late friend, Mr. Olsen. She revealed a smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJosie wanted to ask who the late friend was, but she felt it was too pushy to ask, so she
didn’t. She indistinctly felt that Mark was different from Summer,
She bowed slightly, and Mark was calm. It was a tender yet affectionate scene as they
looked at each other. Although Mark was older, he was dignified. She almost forgot his
age.
Dexter opened the door of the private room and witnessed such a scene.
“I’m sorry for being late.” Many people noticed him when his unique magnetic voice
sounded.
Josie froze when she saw Dexter. She could no longer smile.
Mark was still playing with the wineglass and had a thoughtful gaze.
Dexter greeted a few people before he walked to Mark. He took off his coat and gave it to
a waiter before sitting down. “You’re here too, Mr. Olsen.”
Mark nodded. “Wyatt looked for me today.”
He was so straightforward. For a moment, Josie didn’t know in what capacity she was
standing next to Dexter, and she didn’t know how to react.
Dexter glanced at Josie. She didn’t know for whose benefit he said it. “I’m sorry for
troubling you. Wyatt slipped up while Arnold and I were contending. I will deal with it. I
never thought he would look for you.”
What a hypocrite. Josie thought to herself.
“It’s alright. You’re both from a younger generation. It’s only natural for me to guide you.”
Mark straightened up and stretched.
At this time, Dexter changed the topic to Josie. “Did you come with Wyatt?”
Josie glanced at Mark. “Yes, Mr. Russell.”
“Mr. Olsen doesn’t usually meet with people so easily. He was being polite today. Don’t be
so rude next time.” Dexter’s fingers touched the wineglass lightly, and the warning tone in
his voice was evident. “It’s not
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good to think too highly of yourself.”
Josie silently endured his admonishing. “I understand.
“Why do you have to be so harsh to your employees? You’re being too rigid, Dex.” Mark
looked closely at Josie again. “I think this girl is pretty good.”
Even if Josie was slow to react, she could feel his affection. She subconsciously avoided it.
“She’s still young. Don’t take offense, Mr. Olsen.” Dexter quickly added before he said to
her, “Come here.”
Josie hesitated for a moment but walked to him. For some reason, she felt very secure at
that moment. “I naturally won’t mind if you manage your relationships well.”
A subtle smile was in the corner of Mark’s mouth.
In a split second, Josie understood it. Although he was kind to her today, she couldn’t
compare to Summer, his biological daughter.
As it turned out, he knew her identity but didn’t say anything. It seemed like everyone else
was doing the same. It was as though she wasn’t Mrs. Russell if no one acknowledged it.
Josie sobered up when she realized it.
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