However, a significant amount of time had passed, and Scarâs whereabouts remained unknown.
Rachel also mentioned, âI once heard Arnold express his desire to have someone take Paul out of the country.â
Josie had Moses accompany her to the police station, where she had arranged to meet with Scott.
âWe didnât neglect the investigation into Scar,â Scott explained. âHowever, he disappeared once he reached Rivodia, and our colleagues there were unable to locate him. However, we recently came across a suspicious individual who bears a striking resemblance to Scar. He has changed his name and moved abroad. We are still conducting our investigation.â
Josie furrowed her brows. âWhere did he go?â
âIugrea,â Scott quickly added. âBut donât worry, we are still investigating. Nothing has been confirmed yet.â
âNo, Sergeant Buncho. Rachel told me herself. She heard Arnold say he was going to send Paul abroad. Therefore, it must have been Scarface who took him away!â Josie urgently pleaded, âPlease tell me where he went. Itâs very important to me.â
Scott clearly hesitated to speak, as it went against the rules. However, seeing how agitated Josie was, and considering she couldnât directly fly out of the country, he reluctantly replied, âThe suspected destination is Friyx. However, Iâm not sure which city specifically.â
Once abroad, finding him would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
Josie took a deep breath, genuinely puzzled as to why Arnold wanted to send Paul away.
After leaving the police station, Josie seemed lost in thought. Moses was driving and making a phone call at the same time, speaking in a low voice. âI hope Mr. Russell is alright.â
Josie slowly snapped back to reality, only asking after the call ended, âWhat happened to Dexter?â
Moses appeared troubled. âHe wouldnât let me tell youâ¦â
Josieâs face darkened. âThen donât say anything.â
Moses couldnât resist and quickly added, âThereâs trouble within the organization. Regardless of the power struggle among the higher-ups, I just hope that Mr. Russell can come out on top.â
Dexter seemed invincible.
Josie understood most of it. She pressed her brow, only then realizing that today was Monday, the day of Russell Groupâs board meeting.
âTake me to Russell Group,â she said.
Moses was momentarily stunned, but his eyes quickly lit up. âAlright then,â he said, stepping on the gas and speeding away.
The operations at Russell Group were running smoothly. Under the watchful eyes of many, Josie took the elevator all the way up to the top floor. The conference room was filled to capacity, with all ten seats occupied.
Through the floor-to-ceiling window, she could see the man in the main seat. He seemed somewhat distracted, as if he wasnât paying any attention to the commotion around him.
âIâve said it before. The current situation of Russell Group requires us to proceed step by step. One must learn to walk before they run. Dexter, you wanted to collaborate with the Olsen family to expand our territory, but what happened? You failed!â A bespectacled elderly man began to speak.
It was none other than Seth. He spoke sternly out of a sense of justice. âTake a look at the current market situation. Russell Group is on the brink of collapse. If we donât change our strategy soon, weâll be devoured eventually.â
The directors engaged in a heated discussion, echoing in agreement.
Upon seeing that, the secretarial staff outside couldnât help but comment, âSuch an opportunistic scoundrel.â
Dexter remained silent, twirling a pen in his hand, lost in thought.
âEspecially at your wedding. I thought it would be a joyous occasion for all. I didnât expect such a scene. You were still too immature!â
âI heard that on that day, you already knew and acted deliberately. Is it true?â
The directors closed in relentlessly.
Only then did Dexter have no choice but to speak, his tone weary yet nonchalant. âItâs true.â
There was an uproar below.
âDoesnât that mean you betrayed Russell Group?â