Blind Date Turned Proposal (Josie and Dexter)

Chapter 817

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Chapter 817 The Negative Was Handed Over

“Since you’ve invested in La Oriele, do you know Mr. Dalton?” asked Josie.

Morgan leaned back in his chair, nonchalantly saying, “Who in Rivodia doesn’t know?”

“Have you met him?”

Morgan seemed to be thinking. “I’ve met him once. He was wearing a mask, so I don’t

know what he looks.

like.”

Josie snorted coldly. “With a personality like yours, shouldn’t you dig until you find the

truth? Aren’t you curious about his background?”

“In business, it’s all about profit. As long as he can bring me returns, I don’t need to know

who he is or what he looks like,” Morgan reminded, toying with the knife and fork in his

hand.

Josie furrowed her brows, feeling the chasm between the two of them growing wider and

wider. “La Oricle is no place for the virtuous. You’d better back off if you don’t want to drag

the Bastille family into this.”

Morgan remained seated. “Are you showing concern for me?”

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Josić gritted her teeth. “I have a grudge against them, and I’m just afraid that when the

time comes to. settle scores, you’ll be roped into this.”

The amusement in Morgan’s eyes became more evident. “You dare to provoke Mr.

Dalton?”

When Josie recalled how Wayne almost took her life, she couldn’t help but wish to kill him.

“Why should I be afraid of him?”

She’s as brave as ever. Morgan nodded. “Indeed, there’s no need for you to.”

Josie couldn’t be bothered to argue with him any longer. Hence, she left directly, but she

couldn’t find. Angel. She circled around but couldn’t find anyone. Instead, she got lost and

ended up standing outside an emergency exit.

She was about to leave when suddenly she caught a whiff of smoke. It was a familiar

brand, the one that Dexter often smoked.

In response, she approached the staircase, and sure enough, she saw the flickering

flames.

There, she heard Larry speaking. “Mr. Russell, we just received news. The higher-ups have

already signed a cooperation agreement with the Carter Group. However, there’s a high

chance that our people can intercept the deal. Arnold won’t be able to succeed.”

Dexter remained silent, neither approving nor disapproving.

Larry hesitated for a moment before handing over an envelope. “From Ms. Olsen.”

Dexter inhaled deeply, discarded the cigarette butt, and stomped on it. Then, he picked up

the envelope to open it. After checking the content inside, he spoke in a heavy tone.

“Today is the third day. She sure knows her place, and there’s no way she’ll dare to

gamble. After all, we also have her photos. If they were

to be released, she would no longer be the future heir of the Olsen family.”

They also have the photos? Josie pondered.

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asked Larry.

Upon hearing that, Josie suddenly understood what Dexter held in his hand….

“How many years has it been since his father passed?” Dexter’s voice was slightly hoarse

from smoking.

“It should be about six or seven years now,” answered Larry.

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“Go handle it.” Dexter needn’t specify what to do for Larry to understand. The latter

promptly turned. around and left.

Dexter stood in place for a while, his figure thin exuding a melancholic and quiet aura.

He turned around with an envelope in his hand. Josie took the opportunity to walk out, and

they crossed paths.

Dexter wasn’t surprised in the least. He handed over an envelope and a lighter, saying,

“Destroy it or keep it. It’s up to you.”

He knew all along that she was there.

Josie didn’t respond, feeling she couldn’t understand that man. “Who planned this?”

“Summer is unwilling to speak. Handing over the negatives is her bottom line.” Dexter’s

hand paused in mid-air as he smiled mysteriously. “Why couldn’t Arnold have been one of

the people who planned this?” “He couldn’t have done it, considering he was badly injured

at the time.” Josie answered quickly,

Dexter responded to her with a hint of mockery. “Don’t forget, he’s Mr. Dalton’s man.”

Josie hesitated but still took the envelope, feeling a small USB drive inside.

She hadn’t seen Dexter for several days. He was absent from the conference, so she

speculated that he might have gone to the hospital to treat the injury on his back.

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