Arnoldâs men dragged the bloodied waiter away.
Soon, all the other waiters were called away, and the private loungesâ doors were shut. The waiters lined up. A middle-aged woman at the end of the line walked to a corner and before changing her direction.
Larry waited for her at the door. They exchanged items within a few seconds. If someone were to check the surveillance recording, it would appear that they never met.
âMr. Russell, I got it.â
Larry presented a tiny camera to Dexter. It contained recordings of the gathering in Arnoldâs. private lounge.
The waiter that Arnoldâs men beat up only served as a distraction to prevent the real spy from being discovered.
Dexter viewed the footage before handing it to Caesar to have a look. âDo you think this is enough proof to report him?â
Caesar had a conflicted expression. He seemed troubled. âMr. Russell, shouldnât we consult. the city council about this? The matter involves many influential people. If you act rashlyâ¦â
Dexter remained calm and asked, âIs Arnoldâs superior in this?â
Caesar looked at the recording again before replying, âNo.â
âThen thereâs nothing to worry about. All that matters is Mr. Lynch is in there.â Dexter took the camera from Caesar and gave it to Larry before instructing him to proceed.
The dinner came to an end, and Caesar left through the backdoor. As Dexter led Josie out of the place, they coincidentally bumped into Arnold, sending off his guests. His voice was intimidatingly cold as he said, âDexter, to what do I owe the pleasure of having you in Sky Palace?â
Dexter held Josieâs hand tightly and replied, âYou have a nice place. I should come here more.
often.â
Arnold smiled slightly. âIâm afraid my waiters canât bear your torment if you visit here too.
often.â
Dexter smiled in response.
Although they knew the otherâs animosity, neither dared to fight openly, Josie was tired of this. She had enough of being dragged between them as their pawn.
She wanted to wrench her hand from Dexter.
However, Dexter gave her a warning glance and tightened his grip. âJo, why havenât. greeted Mr.
Carter?â
Josieâs expression turned sullen as she sensed Arnoldâs probing gaze. âMr. Carterâ¦â
you Arnold stared at her and smiled. âMrs. Russell, youâre an old friend of Sky Palace. Why didnât you come and say hi earlier?â
His words seemed to hint something between them. Josie felt her hand was on the verge of being crushed by Dexterâs grip.
âThatâs funny, Mr. Carter. How would I dare to bother you when you seem overwhelmed?â
Josie felt rebellious and hinted at something in her words. Arnold was an intelligent man and instantly detected that something was wrong. âOverwhelmed?â Arnold muttered before turning to Dexter.
âDexter, what a remarkable wife you have.â
Dexter responded coldly, âThe same could be said about your wife.â
They did not linger and left after that.
Once they entered the car, Moses started the engine and raised the soundproof glass partition, as Larry indicated.
Josie wrenched her hand free from Dexter in the backseat. Dexter looked at her face and said firmly, âYou are not to get involved in the matter between me and Arnold.â
âDo you think I want to?â Josie argued. âItâs always you two dragging me down and blaming me afterward.â
âYou dare to claim you have no compassion for Arnold?â Dexter asked suddenly. His words. struck Josie to the core.
She paused before replying, âItâs because he helped meâ¦â
Dexter observed her briefly before saying, âYou are not to care about Arnoldâs survival from now on. If you disobey me, I canât protect you if anything happens.â
Josie sat still and muttered, âSurvival? Are you planning to kill him?â
To Dexter, those words sounded like she cared about Arnold and desired to protect him.â