Chapter 65 You Didn't Give Me a Chance to Speak Dexter unmuted himself. âNo. I want to talk about a few points.â
As he spoke seriously, Josie covered her mouth throughout. She feared others would hear her. As the man said words she didnât understand, his mischievous gaze met hers.
She suddenly felt like she had done something wrong, and it made her tremble.
âThatâs all for today.â
When the meeting ended, Josie breathed a sigh of relief. She wailed in despair, âWhy didnât you tell me beforehand that you were in a meeting? I⦠You⦠I⦠They must have heard it all!â
Dexter didnât tell her the truth. âYou didnât give me a chance to speak.â
âWhat should we do?!â
Dexter was disdainful yet assertive when he saw her being so anxious. âSo what if thereâs a woman next to me? They would only find it strange if I didnât have a woman with me.â
âNoâ¦The main point is that I⦠Never mind, you wonât understand it!â Josie had a dismayed expression.
Dexter suddenly laughed. âTsk. I seemed to have forgotten to leave the call.â
Josie was enraged at that moment, and she immediately looked over at his laptop. It was blank, and only the desktop was shown. He wasnât on a call anymore.
She waved her hands in frustration. âDexter Russell! Youâre so childish!â He was bored enough to play a joke on her!
Dexter put his large hand on her flailing head. His voice was relaxed. âHow was your talk with her?â
âI didnât tell her my identity because I must progress slowly. I will come for the next few days.â
âYouâre coming again?â
Josie mistook his question for impatience, and she immediately said, âI can come alone next time.â
The sound of waves on the sand was pleasing to the ears. He asked, âWhat about Justin?â
âHe⦠This is so far away from Russell Group. He shouldnât be able to find me. And he hasnât appeared for the past few days. Perhaps he said he would kill me to frighten me.â
Josie analyzed clearly and logically. She was embarrassed for constantly troubling Dexter.
âItâs because of your carelessness that bad luck never leaves you. If every bad person in the world was like you, no bad people would be left,â Dexter snorted coldly as he drove away quickly.
Josie immediately put on her seatbelt. âThen⦠Then ask your driver to come with me. Heâs tall and strong. There wonât be any problems if heâs protecting me.â
The irritation in Dexterâs heart continued increasing. âWhatever!â
How strange. Dexter was fine just now. Why is he suddenly getting angry?
Josie had promised Ms. Jones that she would come daily to chat and relieve her depressed mood.
Ms. Jones was a good person. She kept urging Josie not to do anything to hurt herself, no matter how sad she was.
Josie couldnât help but feel slightly guilty when she thought about it. Lying was terrible, after all.
When Josie was prepared to head there again the next day, she saw a familiar figure in the car. Dexter was leaning in the backseat with his eyes closed. Surprised, she asked cautiously, âI thought the driver was going to send meâ¦â
âYouâre overthinking. I just happened to get off work.â
âItâs so early. Donât you usually work until tenâ¦â
âYou talk too much. Do you want to go?â Dexter opened his eyes and interrupted her questions.
Josie immediately stopped. âYes!â
Actually, she would feel more at ease if Dexter was with her. And for some reason, she felt better after he snapped at her.
Can this be a sense of security? She looked down and broke into laughter.