Exercise caution when interacting with him. While Eileen remained oblivious to their relationship, her intuition nudged that Arnold had a genuine affinity for this woman. Josie’s silence encapsulated the weight of desperation, a silent plea amid her risky gamble.
“I… I won’t allow Dexter to have it his way.” She wouldn’t hold back after he had mercilessly crushed her dignity.
The volatile economic state in the current market and the financial constraints from the Carter Group had left Josie in a predicament. Yet, she refused to let Dexter claim victory and turn her into a mockery.
Arnold offered another suggestion, “You know your husband better than anyone. Since he started targeting Carter Group, the Russell Group has been in disarray. You could advise Wyatt to sell the company at a good price and venture into a new industry with the funds. Who knows, it might lead to a better outcome.”
Josie immediately refuted the suggestion and asserted, “No way. This is Wyatt’s first venture, and he will never agree to bankruptcy or selling it.”
She was determined to face any situation with Wyatt. Arnold’s brow slightly furrowed as he asked, “Are you doing this for Wyatt, or is it about your personal vendetta against Dexter?”
Josie clenched her fist, her eyes darting. elsewhere. Eileen was peeling a mango with a firm grip on the knife when Arnold abruptly snatched the knife and the large mango from her.
She pursed her lips and wrapped her arms around his waist. Arnold kissed her forehead and then turned to Josie, who was still waiting, and said, “Since you’ve made up your mind, bring the contract and come to my house to sign.”
“Your house?” Arnold blurted out his address and said, ‘Eileen is feeling a bit under the weather, so I’m staying home with her.” Josie nodded and replied, “Yes, it is getting colder.”
There was a momentary pause in the conference room as Dexter sneezed. After the project team dispersed, Ivy entered the room with a stack of photos and began, “Sir…”
Dexter casually closed his laptop, stretching his long fingers, and a photo fell from his grasp. Ivy peered at the barren autumn through the windows, shivering in the cold.
“Our investigation reveals that Mrs. Russell went to the residence of Miss Shaw.” Dexter arched an eyebrow, merely catching the words, “Arnold’s car is parked downstairs.”
‘Thud!’ A stack of photos was scattered across the transparent table. Ivy finally mustered her courage and uttered, “Mrs. Russell would like to have a meal with you.”
Josie had remained indifferent. Dexter coldly snorted and muttered, “Wench.” Knowing that Josie would meet Arnold, Dexter had already met with Eileen.
Unfortunately, a chain of unexpected events occurred after Josie’s fainting spell, which hindered any further communication with Eileen. Born into wealth and luxury, Eileen did not wield much decision-making authority regarding company affairs.
“I want to see the market report in the next 30 minutes.” As time pressed on, Arnold swiftly reviewed and affixed the contract. Josie heaved a massive sigh of relief as soon as she penned her name.
“Thank you,” she said earnestly. She would be utterly helpless if not for him. Arnold smiled faintly and said, “As you should be.”
