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Chapter 352 Didn’t Recognize Him
Anderson let out a sigh, crossed his arms, and fixed his gaze on Dexter, pondering the
mysterious depths of his character. Dexter was an enigma.
As an executive of the influential Russell Group and a prominent figure in the country.
Dexter was known for his exceptional strategic planning skills. Since his early twenties, he
had earned a formidable reputation, instilling fear in both allies and adversaries. Dexter
possessed remarkable competence and charm, attracting the attention of both men and
women. He was indeed a force to be reckoned with.
Anderson couldn’t help but be perplexed by the fact that Dexter had managed to
captivate the unwavering devotion of three women to the point where they were willing to
put their lives on the line for him.
It was mind-boggling!
Josie remained unconscious for two days, oblivious to the events unfolding around her.
During that time, the necessary procedures were carried out without any interruptions.
When the police arrived, Arnold willingly handed over the gun cooperatively, “The gun was
legally obtained from the shooting range.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a thorough inspection, the police decided not to pursue the matter further.
The police targeted to review the surveillance footage and address the public’s anxieties.
Arnold’s tone was curt. Seated in a wheelchair, he turned to Dexter, who had just finished
giving his statement, “If there are any issues, I’ll take care of them.”
Without explicitly mentioning Summer or Josie, Dexter knew who he referred to.
Josie slowly emerged from her unconscious state, awakening to the soft twilight. The
gentle glow of light caressed her face, unveiling an unfamiliar environment. Every slight
movement sparked sharp pangs in her shoulders.
Dexter’s injury had received treatment, while his demeanor exuded a distant and
detached air, like a solitary snow-capped peak, evoking a sense of abandonment.
The woman resting on the bed resembled a delicate porcelain doll, her beauty still evident
despite her fragility.
Dexter longed for her vibrant and spirited self, like a flustered kitten baring its claws.
His voice softened. Leaning closer, “Are you awake?”
Josie stared at him intently, blinked with innocence, and asked, “Who are you?”
Dexter glanced at Anderson beside him, questioning his medical expertise.
Anderson appeared puzzled, “Is something wrong?”
The man’s tone turned cold, “Amnesia?”
Anderson looked at Josie and replied, “It doesn’t add up. The wound is on her body. What
does it have to
do with her memory?”
Josie bombarded them with a barrage of questions, “Who are you guys? Why am I here?
Why am I injured?”
Furrowing his brow, Anderson asked Josie, “Are you sure you haven’t seen this man before
Josie met Dexter’s intense gaze, shaking her head in confusion. Dexter leaned closer, his
fingers delicately touching her face. With a piercing stare, his fingers trailed down to her
chin, firmly gripping it.
“Josie,” he said, his gaze unwavering. “you don’t recognize me, do you?”
Josie’s eyes were clear and fearless. She struggled to speak, “You’re so intense.”
Dexter loosened his grip slightly but soon tightened it again, a hint of mockery on his lips.
“Is that so? Maybe I should reconsider your father’s treatment.”
The newly awakened woman grew agitated in an instant.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe kicked her legs, fighting to break free from Dexter’s hold. “Let go of me, you jerk!
Leave me alone!”
As Josie had hoped, Dexter let go of her, stood upright, and observed her frantic efforts
with a nonchalant expression as if she were merely an insignificant ant. Tears streamed
down Josie’s face, mingling with her messy hair.
The last moments before losing consciousness replayed in her mind. Josie felt a sense of
regret, realizing that instead of fleeing, she had stayed to witness the chaos. She had
always been cautious and valued her life, yet she consciously decided to stay… What on
earth was she thinking? Had she lost her mind?!
Her chest rose and fell heavily, causing the wound to throb unbearably. She tried to
compose herself, though tears continued to stain her cheeks.
All the time Anderson had known Dexter, he had never seen a woman speak to him so
boldly. Josie was definitely throwing caution to the wind.
Dexter glanced at Anderson, prompting him to quickly shift his demeanor. Anderson gently
tucked Josie in and spoke with tenderness, “Please calm down. Let’s prioritize healing your
injuries for now.”