Chapter 174 Dexter Might Not Like Me
She turned her gaze, propping herself against the couch to observe Dexter. The morning light streamed through the tall windows, casting a golden glow upon his brow. Josie finally understood why people said that men dedicated to their work were the most attractive.
She pondered for a moment but refrained from voicing her thoughts.
Ivy returned to the secretary’s office, and several people noticed her troubled expression. They couldn’t help asking, “What’s wrong? Did Mr. Russell lose his temper?”
“I would rather he lose his temper, honestly,” Ivy forced a smile. “it’s nothing.”
She was walking towards the pantry to pour water when her phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, she immediately answered, lowering her voice to reprimand, “What do think you’re doing?”
you
The person on the other end said something, further infuriating Ivy. “I simply asked you to
stop
her from attending that meeting. And you hired someone to crash into her with a damn car? Things wouldn’t have turned out like this if you weren’t so stupid!”
“You dare blame me now? Blame yourself for giving me a handle. I wouldn’t have had a chance to threaten you if you hadn’t gotten yourself all over that man.”
“I can’t do this anymore. Mr. Russell’s given strict orders. Both of you are finished,” Ivy sneered. “Don’t you ever call me again.”
The person on the other end became hysterical, continuing to argue. Ivy’s anger rose, her chest heaving. “Claire Wilcher! Stop making a scene, would you? Go ahead, report me. Let’s see if Mr. Russell believes you or believes in me.”
With that, she abruptly ended the call, only to notice water overflowing onto the floor. Snapping back to reality, she picked up the cup and turned around, but at that moment, she saw a figure standing at the doorway, causing her to take a step back in fright.
Leaning against the door, Josie shrugged innocently. “Oh, Ms. Miller, you were taking too long grabbing that glass of water. I thought I could save you the trouble and come over myself. Hope you don’t mind.”
Ivy’s heartbeat hammered repeatedly, and she quivered, “…You heard.”
Her voice tightened, and Josie laughed, her body trembling with mocked amusement. However, a seething rage was consuming her inside. “I never expected that you were the one that was behind all these, Ms. Miller. You disguised it so well, without a single flaw.”
Unlock succeeded
bed the water cup, her face turn
Wilcher out of it. I had no part in what happened.”
“I believe you,” Josie responded quickly.
“You… you believe me?” Ivy’s voice cracked, unable to believe her words.
“Not only do I believe you, but I believe Dexter will also believe you. After all,
you truly didn’t do anything.” Josie took slow steps forward, evading Ivy’s personal space with each step. “And aside from that, you have helped me when things happened. Even though I’m now aware you were the one that started all these, neither he nor I have any reason to blame you.”
Her placid understanding made Ivy even more anxious, her breathing quickening. “What do you want?”
“I don’t want anything,” Josie paced around her slowly. “I won’t dwell on this matter or tell Dexter. But I want you to know—”
“Now that I’m already married to him, and it’s a done deal, you should stop your pointless struggle. I value my life and don’t want to lose my life for some foolish reasons,” she raised her voice, her tone heavy. “Dexter doesn’t like you and might not like me either. But until everything is over, please refrain from plotting against me, alright? Let’s just do our jobs as well as we should. What do you think?”
Ivy stared intently at her cunning face, gritting her teeth. “I don’t believe it. There’s no way you haven’t developed feelings for him. He’s such a perfect man.”
Josie paused, then smiled as if that were indeed the case.
