Chapter 29


    Samantha struggled against their grip maniacally. “I’m not leaving! I’m the manager of the design


    department. Unless I hear it from Mr. Russell, no one can make me leave!”


    She had forgotten that she had once offended Dexter.


    “How do you call yourself a designer when you copy other people’s work? I can’t believe you dare to


    stay here. We have the right to fire you immediately, you know!”


    With bloodshot eyes, Samantha ran to Josie. “You’re behind this! You set up a trap for me!”


    Josie took a step back and said calmly, “Just leave as Mr. Davidson did.”


    “Bring her away!” Philmanded.


    The security guards caught hold of Samantha and dragged her out of the building in an embarrassing


    manner.


    Alice couldn’t stopughing. “Everyone in the office now knows that she’s fired. Jo, you finally got your


    revenge!”


    Josie heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. Indeed.


    After the episode, the rest of the colleagues left, specting about who the next manager would be as


    they walked away.


    “You informed Mr. Yves beforehand, didn’t you? You told him that there would be drama here.


    Impressive…” Alice was still thinking about what had just happened.


    Josie was deep in her thoughts. I didn’t inform Mr. Yves, but… I told Dexter about this.


    She woke up early in the morning and asked Julia to bring him a note: ‘If you like drama,e to our


    departmentter.’


    Dexter saw that, but he didn’t show up. Instead, he told Phil, who had the authority and was more


    appropriate to handle the situation.


    Undeniably, it was the best arrangement.


    After that, everyone knew that Josie was not someone to cross with, and no one dared to bully her


    anymore.


    At the same time, sunlight poured through the French windows and shone on Dexter’s face in a


    meeting room on the top floor, making his facial features even more attractive.


    “Mr. Russell, your coffee is here.” Ivy put the coffee down. She nced at hisptop screen without


    meaning to and froze.


    “Are you looking at the surveince cameras, Mr. Russell?”


    He closed the window without even looking at her.


    “I’m just checking some stuff.”


    Ivy dared not pursue the topic further and walked out in a daze. It seems to be… the design


    department on level twenty-seven. What was Mr. Russell looking at?


    As her suspicions grew, she called a number. “Hey Lucy, it’s me. Did something happen at the design


    department today?”


    This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    In the parking lot, Josie was talking to herself.


    “Mr. Russell, I sincerely thank you for everything you’ve done for me. Do I have the honor of inviting


    you for dinner tonight? Wait – how much will that cost? Let’s change it… Eh-hem! Mr. Russell, you are


    Russell Group’s beacon of hope. I’d like to make dinner for you to show my appreciation. How about


    that?” She smiled happily. “Sounds good. The cost is low if I cook myself. I’ll say that instead!”


    She constantly avoided other vehicles as she waited before a ck Porsche. However, Dexter was


    nowhere to be seen.


    After watching her for quite some time, Dexter walked out from the shadows. As his expensive leather


    shoes rang on the floor, he said, “There’s no need for that.”


    Josie froze. As he walked toward her, she thought, Even if a hole miraculously appeared in the ground


    right now, I wouldn’t have the guts to jump in.


    “Mr. Russell, when did you get here?”


    “Since you started showing your admiration for me.”