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Chapter 528 Make Sure She’s Unscathed
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d he let out a surprised chuckle, “Ah, she used to be Mr. Carter’s assistant I saw her
handling things with finesse at an event, so I invited her to join us with Mr. Carter. I’m sure
Mr. R!! has crossed paths with her as well
Heather, come on over and say hello to Mr. Russell
Dressed in a sleek business suit today, Heather appeared less disheveled and more
composed. She avoided making direct eye contact with Dexter Pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Russell”
Dester leaned back, a hint of amusement in his eyes. Trecall Ms. Riley’s tea–making skills
being quite impressive Care to showcase your talents for your new bow?”
Heather felt a surge of humiliation at his words, her ears turning beet red.
She bent down to brew the tea, her fair and delicate hands catching Caesar’s attention.
He couldn’t help but appreciate their grace. “I gotta say… Watching young folks excel at
their craft is always a pleasure to behold
Dexter maintained his poker face.
“Working for the government has its perks. Following Mr. Perkins is a wiser choice than
sticking with Mr. Carter
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHeather bit her lip. “Uh… Yeah.”
Dexter took a quick break during the intermission and headed to the restroom. As he
washed his hands, he glanced up and noticed the woman standing behind him in the
mirror.
“You’ve got some nerve. If your new boss were to find out. I can imagine you’ll have a
tough time,” he remarked coldly.
Heather tightly clenched her clothes, feeling misunderstood and wrongly judged. “Mr.
Russell, you’ve completely misunderstood me. I’m not that kind of person…”
Dexter maintained his unwavering gaze at Heather’s reflection in the mirror.
“I was penalized by Mr. Carter for a mistake in the United Kingdom. That’s why I ended up
working with Mr. Perkins. It’s not what you’re assuming.”
“Why bother explaining it to me? It’s your business with Arnold.”
“…I just don’t want you to get the wrong idea about me.” Heather said, her voice
trembling as she gathered her courage to raise her head. Her eyes were red and filled with
tears.
Dexter’s mind flickered back to that disastrous day when everything fell apart, and a slight
headache crept in. He turned around, glanced at her, and silently walked past, leaving her
words in the air. “You’ll have to face the consequences of your own actions.”
As the evening drew to a close, Dexter walked alongside Caesar to his car, with Heather
trailing behind, her eyes still shimmering with tears.
The car sped away, and Dexter’s gaze drifted into the distance, lost in his thoughts.
Larry caught up, and his voice was filled with concern. “Mr. Russell, should I look into
this?”
Dexter gave Larry a quick sideways glance, pondering his choices. “Conventional methods
won’t cut it when dealing with Arnold’s related matters. Get Moses on it instead.”
When delving into covert affairs, unconventional approaches often reveal more valuable
insights.
In a sudden burst of inspiration, Larry suggested, “Should we also have him look into Mrs.
Russell’s case? They had a close bond in the past, after all.”
Dexter paused for a moment, a somber expression crossing his face. “Hmm.”
Getting into the car, he instructed, “Caesar Perkins never hold back. Keep a close watch
on him and make sure she’s unscathed.”
Caesar’s ruthless and unpredictable way of seeking revenge had earned him quite a
reputation, making it impossible to predict his next move,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDexter grappled with conflicting emotions, uncertain if his concern for Heather was rooted
in guilt or a burgeoning sense of responsibility that had blossomed after their intimate
encounter.
Upon hearing this, Larry was taken aback, realizing that Dexter was referring to Heather,
“Uh, okay.”
As the car drove a distance and arrived at Russell Manor, they saw a familiar figure
waiting at the gate.
Uh, it’s Ms. Quorn.”
Xanthe had been waiting there all night, determined to see Dexter.
She raised her chin defiantly, her eyes filled with intensity as she locked her gaze on the
back seat.
Dexter calmly stepped out of the car, displaying an icy demeanor. “What are you doing
here?”
Without responding to his question, Xanthe raised her hand, poised to deliver a slap
across his face.
But this time, Dexter swiftly caught her hand. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Dexter Russell, you’re such an ungrateful son! How could you do this to me?! I’m your
own mother!” Xanthe seethed with anger, struggling to maintain her composure. “How
dare you have someone sabotage my business dealings!”
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