Pushing Heather away, he said, âIâm fine.â
Laura stepped forward and asked, âFather, are you no longer angry?â
Dexter nodded. âWith Arnoldâs incident, the Olsen family will surely be affected. I hope youâll be more cautious in the coming days. Mr. Olsen⦠is getting old.â
Laura understood. âIâve pretty much mastered managing the family business now, so thereâs no need to worry.â
As they conversed, they failed to notice Heather, who stood to the side, her fingers subconsciously clenched, her expression conflicted.
âWhat are you thinking about?â Dexter asked.
Heather snapped back to reality. âI was just wondering if our wedding will be affected since something happened to Arnold.â
Laura shot a sideway glance.
Dexter replied, âYou seem to not care about how your sister is doing at all.â
His comment stunned Heather. âItâs not like that. My mother is with Sum now. Since sheâs emotionally unstable, Iâm afraid sheâll become even more agitated if she sees me⦠soâ¦â
She was flustered, but Dexter merely smiled. âIâm just saying. The wedding will proceed as planned.
The next few days will be tough on you.â
Heather shook her head joyfully, then asked, âWhen should we get our marriage license? I noticed that everyone else gets theirs before the wedding.â
Dexter replied indifferently, âIâll be quite busy recently, so letâs wait until Iâm free.â
He didnât mention a specific day.
Heatherâs bright smile stiffened.
Dexter left Olsen Residence and got into the car. Larry had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing the blood-stained gauze in Dexterâs hand, he exclaimed, âMr. Russell, youâre injured again.â
Dexter dropped his gaze to his bloody hand. âItâs not a big issue.â
âThereâs medicine in the car. Let me find it.â
Dexter interrupted, âPut that aside, and letâs talk business.â
Larry had no choice but to stop what he was doing and reported, âArnold received a call last night. Only then did he find out that you hadnât gone out to the open sea.â
âWho called him?â
âI couldnât trace the caller. It was well concealed. However, the number is registered in Wavery.â
Larry expressed his confusion, âIt doesnât make sense, though. Only a handful of people know your whereabouts, and all of them are our people. Weâve checked everyone, and they didnât leak any information.â
Dexter slowly exhaled, his expression unreadable, as if recalling something.
At that moment, in the Mason Garden.
âMoses! I asked you to take me home, not bring me back here!â
In the living room, Josie was beside herself with frustration. Bodyguards stopped her from leaving.
Moses was outside, not daring to raise his head. âJosie, my hands are tied. This is his command.â
It went without saying who he was referring to.
Josieâs expression darkened. âThis is kidnapping and false imprisonment! I can call the police!â
Moses couldnât take it any longer. Just then, a car stopped in the courtyard. His eyes sparkled as if he had seen a savior. âMr. Russell is back! You can talk to him, Josie!â
After he finished speaking, he ran off. Dexter got out of the car and saw Moses slip behind him. âWhatâs up?â
Moses jerked his head toward the house. âI canât control the situation anymore.â
Ever since his divorce, Dexter no longer resided in Mason Garden. However, with someone constantly cleaning the place, it remained serene and peaceful.
He stepped into the familiar house and saw Josie standing in the doorway, tense as a drawn bow and silent as a stone.
She watched him enter and asked, âWhy did you bring me here instead of spending time building a life together with your fiancée?â
Dexter removed his coat, his expression calm and unruffled. âAt least you wonât get kidnapped to a place with a ticking time bomb by staying here.â
Josie chuckled. âSo, youâre saying youâre actually looking out for me?â
Dexter didnât respond.
Exasperated, Josie wished she could tear off his calm facade. The touching feeling she felt yesterday had completely vanished.
âIf you dare to leave me here, Iâll immediately expose your cheating behavior to the media.â