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Chapter 650 An Old Picture
Angel and Jade were closely monitoring the Carter Group’s project, so Josie could keep her
hands off and have more free time than she was used to.
“Call me immediately if there’s anything you can’t decide. She instructed Angel and Jade.
Apart from the project, she didn’t want to have any other interactions with Arnold.
The weather was pleasant on that day. Josie returned to Mason Garden and saw Julie and
Paul walking back to the villa after a stroll outside. They were close in age and looked
harmonious.
When Julie saw Josie, she immediately said, “Madam. The weather is pretty good today, so
I brought Mr. Warren out for a walk.”
Paul quickly explained, “I wanted to come out for a walk. It’s not her fault.”
Amused, Josie crossed her arms and teased, “Pop. I haven’t even said anything, yet you
instantly defended Mrs. Carroll.”
Her playful remark made the two elders blush. “What nonsense are you talking about?
We’re not young anymore.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJosie took Paul’s hand from Julie and supported him to walk into the house. I’m just
kidding. Why so serious?”
Paul gave her a stern look, which made her surrender with both hands. “Okay, okay. I’ll
stop.”
Josie and Paul sat in the yard, basking in the sun. “It has been a few days. When is he
coming back?” Paul asked out of the blue.
Josie chuckled. “Who are you referring to?”
“Ugh! Dexter!”
“Why don’t you call him by his name? When I was in university back then, you also called.
Morgan ‘your friend. You’re so protective of your daughter.” Josie chaffed.
From how Josie mentioned Morgan naturally, Paul could tell she had completely gotten
over him.
“You’re my precious daughter. How could I not be angry to see him bully you?” Leaning on
his cane, Paul wore a proud expression.
Josie appreciated the presence of her humorous father all the more.
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“He’ll be back tomorrow, or latest, by the day after, Josie replied after counting the days
on her fingers.
Paul was relieved to hear the reply. He looked closely at Josie under the sunlight and was
reminded of something from long ago.
Seeing Paul lost in thought, Josie asked curiously. “What’s on your mind?
“Nothing. I just remembered that you were so small when I brought you home back then.
Time flies. You’ve now grown into an adult. Paul made a gesture: his aging eyes were full
of nostalgia.
Josie smiled bitterly. Indeed, everything had passed in the blink of an eye. “How was I like
when I was young? Was I naughty?”
Josie had a faint memory of her childhood.
Paul shook his head. “You were very well-behaved, unlike other children your age. You
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwere often on your own. One could hardly believe a child at that age could be so
obedient.”
Josie couldn’t imagine herself being well-behaved.
It was a sunny day, so Julie took out some old items to dust them off. Josie went to assist
her and accidentally spotted a framed picture of Liana, the woman who was once the
apple of Dexter’s eye.
Julie panicked. “I-I didn’t know the picture was kept here.”
Josie picked up the frame and wiped the dust, so the picture could be seen clearer. “Don’t
worry. It’s dirty. I’ll wipe it clean.”
At this stage, she wasn’t bothered by Dexter’s past relationship as much as before. After
all, it had become the past for both her and Dexter.
Paul glanced in Josie’s direction and was stunned when he saw the picture. He rubbed his
eyes and gasped in disbelief, “Why is this picture here?”
Josie was holding Liana’s picture in her hand.
She waved the picture and commented mischievously, “Don’t you think we look alike?”