âSince thatâs the case, I will fulfill your request.â
With one last gaze at her laptop screen, Dexter walked away disdainfully.
Samantha shivered as she looked at his back. Anxiety rose within her as soon as she recalled his cold gaze.
What does he mean? From his tone, he seems to know the truth. Could Josie have told him her side of the story? No, she wouldnât do that. Her laptop is not working anymore, and thereâs no evidence to support her claims. Mr. Russell wonât believe her.
She paced around the room anxiously. Though she had a foolproof plan, she still couldnât stop worrying.
Meanwhile, Dexter walked to Josie, who was still busy with the documents.
He frowned and knocked on her desk. âBring your laptop to my office.â
She raised her head in a daze. Before she realized what was going on, he had already left.
If I remember correctly, he looked grim when he left.
âWhy did Mr. Russell call Josie into his office out of a sudden?â
âSheâs not in charge of any projects lately.â
Alice also scooted over and asked softly, âCould it be that Samantha complained about you, and heâs going to fire you?â
âHelp,â she yelped, but she didnât think she would be fired. âWeâll see.â
She grabbed her laptop and caught up with Dexter, looking like she might die a heroic death.
On the top floor of Russell Group, Josieâs laptop was placed on Dexterâs desk.
He switched it on and typed away even though the screen was blue with indecipherable code.
âMr. Russell, my laptop is infected with a virus. The technical team has tried fixing it a few times, but itâs still not working,â she reported tentatively.
Could it be that his laptop broke down, and he wants to use mine? No, that shouldnât be the case, she speculated internally.
It was within his expectations. He massaged his temples, recalling Samanthaâs indignance moments ago. Then, he looked at Josie, who took on everything alone.
Suddenly, anger flared within him.
âAre you a punching bag for others?â
âWhat?â
He didnât reply to her. Instead, he took out his phone and made a call. The other person said something, and he replied, âBe in my office in ten minutes.â
Josie was baffled by his actions. âMr. Russell?â
He ignored her.
âDexter!â
As soon as he looked at her, she forced a smile. âMr. Russell, I was just saying Iâll leave your office now if thereâs nothing else to talk about. I have a lot of work to do.â
âJust wait here.â
Josie could only want quietly.
Ten minutes later, a rather wild-looking man arrived. âDex, I never thought you would need me.â
Dexter turned the laptop to him. âCan you fix this?â
He crouched and examined the laptop closely. âEasy. Just give me half an hour.â He smiled widely.
Theyâre gonna fix my laptop?
Josie looked excited. âThe technical team said this is the most potent virus abroad. Not many can fix this.â
That man snorted out laughing and looked at Josie. âWell, look closely then. Because Iâm one of those that can.â
Woah⦠Dexterâs friend is really confident in himself.
Half an hour later, he finished typing, and the laptop resumed its normal state. He passed it to Dexter.
âCheck if anythingâs missing.â
Before Dexter could react, Josie excitedly snatched the laptop and located her designs. When she saw them, she almost cried tears of joy.
âThis is great! I can finally prove that I didnât copy her work!â
Dexterâs friend was perplexed to see that. He looked at his best friend smiling at Josie, who was dancing around.
This is a miracle.