Xanthe had heard of the relationship between Liana and Dexter, so she took special care of Summer, who was Lianaâs family, hoping to please Dexter by doing so. Little did she expect Liana to return at this time.
Dexter wore a mocking smile. âWould you like to meet her?â
Xanthe instinctively avoided his gaze, guilt-stricken. âI donât know her, so itâs unnecessary to meet.â
Dexterâs eyes were filled with intense ridicule when he perceived Xantheâs guilty conscience. He didnât expect Xanthe to still have a trace of conscience and feel uneasy about abandoning him.
One was the destroyer, while the other was the rescuer. So, Xanthe didnât dare to meet Liana.
As Xanthe left, Dexter watched her walk away and felt strange. Mother and son should have a strong.
connection, but he had never felt a tinge of motherly love from Xanthe despite their numerous interactions.
Is she really my mother?
Dexter had become emotionally numb.
âDex!â
Heather, who had been waiting at the car for some time, called out to Dexter as he walked down the stairs. outside the courthouse. She was dressed in a blouse and jeans, which gave her a youthful appearance.
Dexter walked up to her. âWhat brings you here?â
âFather said I should do a good job on the first day of work.â Heather smiled sweetly.
Moses was about to open the car door but was stopped by Heather. âMr. Chakov, you can leave this to me from now onwards.â
Moses was shocked by Heatherâs sudden action. He cast a glance at Dexter before saying. âPlease donât say that, Ms. Olsen. This is my job.â
Dexter tapped Heatherâs head and got into the car. âYouâre the eldest daughter of the famous Olsen family. How can I make you open the car door for me? Are you kidding me?â
Heather was embarrassed. âPlease donât say that. This used to be my job, wasnât it?â
The response reminded Dexter of the old memories. âYou donât have to anymore.â He mumbled with downcast eyes.
Upon arriving at the company, Dexter personally brought Heather to the secretaryâs office. âThis is Heather Riley, Sheâll be joining the team from now on. Take good care of her.â
The staff exchanged glances as they didnât expect Dexter to escort Heather to the office. Such special treatment was surprising.
After Dexter left, Heather organized her stuff in her seat. Someone approached her carefully and asked, âMs. Riley, are you Mrs. Russellâs friend or relative?â
Heather paused her action. âWhy do you ask?â
âMr. Russell never appears with other women, except Mrs. Russell. We thought he personally brought you here today because of Mrs. Russell.â
Heather put on a sarcastic smirk and continued organizing her stuff. âShould all women in his life only be related to Mrs. Russell?â
Her colleagues were baffled. Some perceived her response with respect, while others with disdain. It seems like sheâs Mr. Russellâs loverâ¦
Dexter trusted the new assistant greatly. He hadnât assigned her official matters yet but entrusted her with his personal affairs.
Unlike Josie, Heather never mistook the tea Dexter liked. However, Dexter felt as if something was lacking when he drank it.
âYou make good tea. Who taught you the skill?â
Looking awkward, Heather answered honestly, âItâs Mr. Carterâ¦â
Arnold Carter.
Dexter nodded. âI guess he has never imagined the assistant he personally trained is actually the daughter of the Olsen family.â
âDex, I never thought of myself as someone prestigious.â
Dexter nodded. âIâm just kidding.â
âDoes your wife know Iâm working here? I donât mean anything. Iâm just afraid she might misunderstand.â