Alice asked worriedly, “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes.” Josie did not notice that the man they were discussing was currently standing outside their door. His expression turned cold. However, his lips suddenly curved into a devious smirk.
Judging from her words, it sounded like she regarded Dexter as someone lesser than Arnold. After Alice left, Josie looked at her phone in a daze.
There were many unread messages on WhatsApp, and one of those was from Arnold. His profile picture was a plain, black image, and his message seemed emotionless and professional. I’ve received information on the news. What is your decision? Should I suppress it?’
The message was sent in the morning, but Josie had only seen it now. She recalled his face and sneered as she typed a reply. ‘Arnold, are you showing concern for me?”
He immediately replied with a question mark. That’s not how one should show concern. Arnold soon sent another message. ‘Seems like you’re finally sober.”
After that, Josie sat in a daze until a sudden touch caused her to jump in fright. She instinctively held the phone to her chest and turned off the screen before looking up in a panic. It was Dexter. He came up to her without her noticing.
His expression was calm as a still lake. Josie could not detect any emotions as he looked at her and asked, “Why are you scared?” Josie slowed her breathing. “When did you come in? Why didn’t I hear any footsteps?”
He came in so quietly that Josie was unsure how long he had been here or whether he saw anything. Dexter seemed in a decent mood, so Josie guessed he had just arrived. She calmed down. and behaved normally. “What would you like to eat? I’ll ask Julie to prepare it.” Dexter looked at her and answered, ‘I want to eat what you made.”
Josie was surprised. “Don’t joke around. It’s getting late. There’s not enough time to prepare.” Dexter was not angry. He suddenly reached out to grab the phone in her hand. Josie’s face turned pale. She gripped her phone tightly. “Why…”
Dexter did not speak but pulled harder. Josie refused to let go. Unfortunately, she was no match for his strength. He took the phone and tried to turn on the screen, but a security lock protected it. He showed it to her and asked gently, “Unlock it, dear.”
Josie’s expression had turned to horror. Her heart beating like a drum. She dared not disobey when Dexter looked at her like that and unlocked the screen with a trembling hand.
Dexter usually disliked social media and chatting using messenger apps. Yet, he quickly turned on WhatsApp and found the chat log.
He read the messages at a glance. Josie panicked and suddenly realized she had been too careless. “Dexter, don’t you trust me? What did I do that made you suspicious of me like this?”
Dexter turned off the phone and tossed it to the side. “Josie, there’s something that I didn’t want to tell you, but you gave me no choice. Do you remember Kevan?”
Apprehension grew in Josie’s gaze.
How can I not remember? I had so much trouble getting someone into the design department, yet he was transferred because he had a crush on me.
Dexter paused deliberately and undid the buttons on his cuffs. His posture indicated he had something more to say. “I don’t care what matter it concerns or how lowly is the person’s status. Anyone who dares to desire what is mine can never hope to escape unscathed. Can you guess where he is now?”
Josie clenched her fist. Previously, she heard that he was still in Rivodia. She remained silent. “The fastest way to make someone give up is to make him lose what he cares about the most. Coincidentally, I have some talent in this.”
Dexter raised his eyebrows slightly, prompting Josie to shudder with fear. He had her tightly within his grasp. Any sense of freedom was an illusion.
Dexter kept moving closer, but Josie kept retreating. She did not dare to meet his gaze.
