NovelEnglishChapter 457 Heather Riley
Dexter sat in the waiting area, his eyes scanning the table. There was a stack of files piled high, each
one labeled with a different name. He reached out and grabbed one of the files, but a woman’s voice
stopped him before he could open it. “This…”
Dexter interjected right away, “Your name.”
He wasn’t asking-it was a demand.
“My last name is Riley. Heather Riley.”
Dexter didn’t pay any attention to her. He opened the file and scanned it quickly, trying to remember the
details.
Heather had never encountered such a problem before, but she felt a sense of duty to protect his
privacy as he had let her use his office.
She took a deep breath and said, “Mr. Russell, I will not allow you to review these confidential.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdocuments. Regardless of your identity, you do not have the right to do so.”
She spoke with conviction, but her eyes were like shards of eyes.
Dexter closed the file and looked at her with an arched eyebrow. “Where’s Arnold?”
Heather’s inner alarms summoned Arnold back on time. Arnold strode through the door, flanked by his
entourage. He scanned the room until his eyes landed on Heather, standing with her back to him. In
front of her was another figure whose silhouette was obscured by
the shadows.
It was a unique figure in Wavery, unmistakable for anyone other than Dexter.
Arnold dismissed his subordinates and pulled Heather back by holding her hands. “Don’t scare her,
Dex. She’s a bit of a scaredy-cat, Arnold scoffed.
Dexter smiled wryly. “It seems like I have to congratulate you,” he said.
“She’s just an office housekeeper, but I keep her around because she’s a good helper. Her name is
Heather Riley.”
“We’ve already introduced ourselves.”
Heather leaned in closer to Arnold, and her brow furrowed in annoyance. “I was the only one who
introduced myself,” she whispered.
Arnold chuckled, patted her back, and whispered something in her ear. She nodded and left.
Heather’s eyes lingered on Dexter as she closed the doors behind her. They were grave and solemn
as if she was sizing him up.
Arnold was usually gentle and calm, but he was cautious of Dexter.
Every detail about Vaste’s operations was placed before Dexter, including financial records, personnel
files, and strategic plans.
Arnold chuckled as he rubbed his temples, his back to the sun. “Dex, we rarely get to meet, and now
that you’re here, you have a scheme against me.”
Dexter was blunt about his reason for coming.
He wanted Arnold to abandon his plans to acquire Vaste.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmArnold grinned knowingly, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Why? The Russell Group and Vaste are
not exactly the best of friends, are they?”
Dexter’s eyes were unwavering. “Someone came to me for help, and I decided to lend her a hand.”
“I thought you were over her after you found a new girl for yourself. Does Josie know about this?”
Any woman would be infuriated if her husband put in so much effort to save another
woman.
Dexter twirled a ballpoint pen and, with a low voice, demanded, “You only have to tell me if it is
possible.”
Arnold replied with a hint of a smile, his eyes sparkling with menace. There must be a condition for me
to let go of something I’ve poured my heart into.”
“I’m not asking for this without giving something in return. I’ll share thirty percent of the profits from the
project Wyatt handled with the Carter Group.”
The profits from Wyatt’s project were guaranteed to be large, which was significant compensation.
Arnold feigned indifference as he smiled, his lips curling into a smirk. “Vaste was never something I had
to acquire. If you want it. I’ll give it to you.
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