Chapter 810 Getting Her Into The Water
Morgan couldn’t help but laugh when he heard this.
Dexter didn’t laugh. Heather poured him a gla*s of wine, but Larry quickly moved it away. saving, “Mr. Russell can’t drink alcohol.”
“Why?” Heather didn’t understand.
As Larry was struggling to explain, Eugene shifted the topic to Morgan. “Ms. Warren, you are the only woman I’ve ever seen who dares to show displeasure to Mr. Bastille. First love is indeed different, haha…”
Josie absentmindedly played with the food in her bowl, lacking any appetite. “Mr. Jablon, I’ve long heard of your reputation. I never thought you’d share the same love for gossip as womenfolk.”
This remark was clearly loaded with malice. Eugene felt a moment of awkwardness, then managed to squeeze out a smile and said to Morgan, “She’s quite a feisty girl, huh?”
Morgan curved his lips into a smile, pouring a gla*s of wine as a token of apology. “She’s always been like that. Please forgive her.”
In their conversation, it was as if they were back in their university days when he would take her out to see the world. He would often come to her defense during gatherings. Even if Josie said something wrong, people would not get angry out of respect for Morgan.
This was just like the old times.
Josie wasn’t too keen on reminiscing. She stood up and said, “I’m going to get some fresh air.”
Outside the private room, there was a large hot spring pool. Josie sat at the edge, her feet dangling in the water.
A figure appeared behind her at some point, also sitting down. “Dex is discussing work with them, I don’t like listening to it, so I came out to sit with you.”
It was Heather.
Josie didn’t look at her. “Are you okay with letting Aunt Claudia. go back alone?”
“With a driver to pick her up and drop her off, I have nothing to worry about,” Heather said.
With a smile, Josie said, “Great.”
Eugene was a womanizer. To cater to his tastes, Morgan invited quite a few people over, men
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and women, though women were in the majority. They lined up by the hot spring pool, at sight that was quite pleasing to the
eye.
Dexter was already bored to death, and he rested his head on one hand. Heather sat next to him and talked to him, but she didn’t know if he was listening or not.
Before long, the atmosphere outside became lively. Those who had drunk a bit too much. proposed a swimming competition. The women started to compete with each other, and it was then that their good figures were revealed.
Dexter was woken up by the noise. Heather pulled his hand. “Let’s go take a look too.”
Josie stood still, shoulder to shoulder with Morgan. Her previously upset mood improved significantly upon seeing this farce, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
This sight was extremely glaring in Dexter’s eyes.
“We’re one person short.” Eugene was in high spirits. With five women divided into pairs for a game, they were still one short. He turned his gaze to Heather. “Ms. Olsen, would you like to join?”
Heather tightly grasped Dexter’s hand, expressing her reluctance. “Let Ms. Warren join. I’ve been drinking.”
Suddenly summoned, Josie subtly nudged Morgan’s arm without changing her expression. He knew her all too well and said, “She’s on her period. She can’t go in the water.”
Eugene nodded, cordially saying to Heather, “Having a drink won’t hurt. The water is shallow. It won’t drown you. Ms. Olsen, please do us the honor.” After speaking, he glanced at Dexter.
The latter’s gaze was constantly fixed impa*sively on the arms of Josie and Morgan as they touched.
Seeing no help forthcoming, Heather didn’t want to dampen the mood in front of so many people, so she reluctantly agreed to go into the water.
As soon as she touched the water, Josie suddenly said, “Wearing clothes is considered a burden. Why don’t you change into something else?”
Heather was reluctant. “It’s fine, we’re just playing around. No need to take it seriously.”
Josie folded her hands, “You don’t have any change of clothes if yours get wet, right? It would be better to change into something more comfortable now to avoid any inconvenience later.”
She hit the nail on the head, prompting Eugene to quickly go get the clothes for the hot spring. “Ms. Warren makes a valid point.”
