Not long after Heather left. Dexter returned from the break room. He hugged her from behind without making any noise. “Are you satisfied now?”
The man’s breath landed on her neck. She shivered. “Isn’t this what you wanted? Getting rid of the trouble Mark planted with my hand.”
She turned her head, and their faces touched. “Making me the villain here. You’re merciless, Mr. Russell.”
Dexter allowed Josie to finish the conversation earlier. It meant that he agreed, or in other words, he never wanted Heather by his side. He planted his lips on her neck relentlessly. Their breathing quickened.
“As long as Mrs. Russell is happy.”
She raised her head. The past events and people flashed through her mind. She was in no mood to continue and pushed him away. “I want to find my dad, but I need more authority. Are you willing to give me more, Mr. Russell?”
Josie realized something from the trip to Rivodia. Dependence would result in her death. Even if she had some accomplishments in her field, it was far from being her protection.
Dexter’s eyes dimmed. She could not see what he was thinking. He reached out and hugged her weakly. “Sure.”
Josie felt numb. Dexter gave her authority, starting from within the company. Significant projects were arranged to be under her despite the numerous objections.
When a new project was launched into the market, Josie led her team out to the airport from Russell Group. Dexter sent her personally. She let him hold her hand but was busy with phone calls in the other hand without any break. When they arrived, her only words were: “Are you free when I get back? Your birthday is near.”
His expression stayed the same, and his voice was gentle. “I’m free. I won’t be going with you this time. You can take this chance to get used to it, alright?”
He wanted her to take the lead..
“Alright.”
She stepped out of the car. His expression turned blank. Thirty thousand feet in the air on the plane, Dexter’s face kept reappearing in Josie’s mind. There were times when it was unkind, times when it was gentle. Sometimes his expression was mixed, but he was always patient with her.
Reporters were gathered in the trade center in London. When the time arrived, Josie and her team smiled and announced the project’s launch. Josie replied in fluent French when a reporter interviewed her. The foreign news media praised her.
Josie’s assistant handed her a document. Dexter prepared it for her before they left. It was Russell Group’s industry in telecommunication. It was under Josie’s authority from that point onward.
Dexter’s signature on the bottom was neat. A white paper was in the folder with the words, ‘Jo, your happiness is my greatest pleasure.”
When Josie arrived back in Wavery, Dexter was away on a business trip. She was unclear about the location. Josie was surprised. He would usually tell her when he needed to leave for a business trip. Yet he did not say a word to her.
She stayed in his study and called his number. He began explaining the issue in one of the main collaborations. “I’ll be back soon.”
She swiped her finger across the books on the shelf and pulled one onto the table. “Okay.”
“I saw that live stream. You did very well in London.” The man smiled. The voice from the phone made her sleepy, especially with the warm light from the winter sun. She pulled another book out. “Did Heather. come to you?”
“She didn’t. Don’t worry about it.” He paused.
“Alright.”
