Chapter 344


    Chapter 344 Overlooked Ivy


    Alcohol? What kind of alcohol would require Arnold to go through all this trouble?


    “Arnold is heavily entrenched in the nightlife scene, and with his connections and influence, it wouldn’t


    be difficult for him to generate that amount of money. No?”


    Dexter gestured casually and responded, “When ites to alcohol, there’s a whole spectrum to


    consider. Some of the finest quality, others just average, and let’s not forget the shady side of things.


    Any thoughts. on which category of alcohol Arnold has found himself entangled with?”


    Josie pressed her lips together and asked, puzzled, “What will happen if he gets caught?”


    Taken aback by her question, Dexter paused momentarily before mocking her, “Feeling sorry for your


    boyfriend already?”


    Ignoring his sarcastic tone, Josie remained unfazed as he held her hand, idly toying with it, “Isn’t it a


    little too coincidental that the car ident happened just when it did? Even if I were to deal with him, I


    couldn’t because he has a witness in his aid. So, does that mean I’m supposed to surrender my wife to


    him?”


    Dexter spoke slowly. His words were infused with grim, Josie, he has me in a bind. It’s impossible for


    me to attempt anything against him. Do you know what that means?”


    Josie trembled slightly. It was a little toote for her to finally understand why Andy insisted on guarding


    the hospital. It was because of Dexter.


    “Like I’ve told you before, Arnold is no kind soul,” Dexter let go of her.


    Josie exited the car as soon as they arrived at the Russell Group. She was dazed during the entire


    journey, and Dexter’s warning wasn’t entirely baseless; it had triggered a sense of vignce never had


    before.


    “Ms. Warren,” somebody called out to her.


    Josie turned around and saw Wyatt. He was dressed in a sharp suit, looking professional and


    charming.


    “Hey, Wyatt.”


    Wyatt walked up to her and smiled. “I saw you getting out of Dex’s car just now, but I didn’t want to get


    caught, so I didn’t dare call out.”


    Josie forced a smile and asked, “How’s work been treating youtely?”


    “Not too bad,” the two walked side by side, passing through the gate.


    “We’ve been pulling long hours to meet the demanding deadlines set by Dex. On the bright side, our


    coboration with Auntie Xanthe is going great,” Wyatt purposely brought up Xanthe, leaving Josie to


    piece together his hidden message.


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    “She… Has her son returned?”


    Wyatt nodded, understanding her concern. “Don’t worry. He’s not back yet.”


    He stopped there and didn’t say anything more.


    As they passed the front desk, a greeting sounded, “Good morning, Ms. Warren. You have a package.”


    Josie went forward to im it. It was a package sent by a coborator.


    She thanked the front desk and suddenly remembered something. “If I recall correctly, you’ve been


    working the night shift recently, right?”


    The front desk hesitated for a moment. “You have a good memory.”


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    Josie had a sudden realization. She mentioned a specific date. “During those days, besides the night-


    owls stayed for over-time. Did youe across anyone suspicious entering or leaving the design


    department at night?”


    “At night…..” The front desk frowned as she searched her memory. “Not that I remember… Only


    employees who were given the ID could ess Russell Group. It’s unlikely for anyone to trespass the


    security,”


    Unable to uncover any leads, Josie felt a sense of anguish.


    To her surprise. Wyatt stood beside her, saying, “I have some recollection of the time you mentioned. I


    remember that night, I had work to tend to, so I stayed until the wee hours of the night. When I left the


    office, I bumped into Ivy in the elevator. She was wearing a mask and a hat, and it didn’t seem like she


    wasing to work.”


    Juy?!


    Josie’s eyes widened, and a realization struck her. How could she have possibly forgotten about Ivy?


    “Do you remember the exact time?” Josie grabbed his hand.


    “I’m not entirely sure, but it was likely around dawn. Strangely, she ended up on the same floor as the


    design department.”


    Josie couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. She nodded in realization and eximed, “Ah, now it all


    makes.


    sense! Thanks a bunch!”


    Despite searching everywhere, she had somehow overlooked Ivy.