Josie’s bright outfit was a breath of fresh air among the dull crowd. Everyone watched as she carefully walked to Mark’s side and poured a glass of wine for him. “Here’s your drink, Mr. Olsen.”
Her fingers were slender, and her hair fell when she bent down to pour him wine. She was very seductive, and everyone else looked on curiously. They thought her attempt was futile. because Mark wouldn’t be deceived.
But surprisingly, Mark was lost in thought as he stared at her face. The corners of his mouth were tense, and his eyes seemed to twitch. “It’s you?”
Josie feigned ignorance. “Have we met, Mr. Olsen?” Perhaps Mark could see clearly because this private room had better light. But he scarcely realized that Josie wasn’t confident. She didn’t know who she looked like and why Summer was so sure. Meanwhile, Mark was, indeed, stirred.
“Stay.” Mark picked up the wineglass and sipped it. His expression was ambiguous. Everyone else admired the woman. She was more than she seemed.
“It’s your turn, Mr. Olsen,” someone said as they read the room. Mark sized up the cards and asked Josie, “What do you think?” “Me? Josie laughed lightly. “I don’t know how to play.”
“You can decide. It’s on me if I lose.” Mark had an imposing demeanor when he said it. Josie looked at his cards and chose to play the Jack of Hearts. Everyone laughed when they saw it. “Mr. Olsen, we must kindly accept your offering today.”
Mark wasn’t angry. He smiled as he pushed his casino tokens out. Josie sensed something wrong and said softly, “I’m sorry, Mr. Olsen.”
“No harm. Have a seat.” When the game ended, everyone was smart and started a new game in another corner. Only Mark and Josie were left. She didn’t dare to sit down and hurriedly said, ‘Mr. Olsen, if I may be so bold, I followed you because I hope you can. reconsider Wyatt’s project. I’ve looked at it, and it’s a sure bet. It’s a good opportunity.”
Mark was playing with the wineglass in his hand, and his eyes never left her face. His lingering gaze made her feel uncomfortable. He finally spoke after a long time. “Were you the one that got into the accident with Sum at the factory?” He knows. Josie nodded. “Yes.”
“No wonder.” Mark suddenly realized and laughed lightly. “It’s no wonder Dexter was so bold despite all odds.”
At this time, Josie said, “Mr. Russell did it for Ms. Olsen. It had nothing to do with me. You’ve misunderstood, Mr. Olsen.” As Summer’s father, he should have been happy that Josie said such a thing about hist daughter.
“No.” Mark lifted his hands. “He did it for you. You deserve it.” Such sudden affirmation made Josie freeze. She didn’t understand what Mark meant and poured him another glass of wine. She was. trying to figure out who she looked like.
Is it Leanne? But her age when she had gone missing doesn’t tally with Mark. “You were also involved when Russell and Carter Groups faced off against each other.” Mark quickly guessed why the dispute had occurred, and Josie didn’t know how to answer.
“It was a fight between two great companies. I’m a nobody.”
“Whose side are you on?” Mark asked her a tricky question. Josie had no way to lie as he observed her. She thought of a middle ground. “I’m an insignificant person. I’m naturally on the stronger side. Wyatt was clearly sacrificed in the fight between the two big shots, so I’m willing to fight for him.”
“You’re quite transparent.” Mark had a satisfied smile. He sighed softly and said, “Tell him I’ll invest in the project.”
