Chapter 356


    Chapter 356 Bring Her Home


    Dexter slowly opened his eyes. “Stop the car,” he demanded.


    The car behind had been following them around for the past two days. It must be the people sent by


    the police to tail them. To avoid any problems, he chose not to hide from the police.


    Dexter walked towards the car that had stopped beside them, carrying a bottle of water.


    Summer watched as the man approached her car and stood by the door, gently knocking on her car


    door.


    Dexter handed her the water bottle and inquired, “What brings you here? Are you feeling better?” He


    gazed at her with a slight grin.


    When Summer saw him, she smiled widely, her small face shining with joy. “I’m conducting research at


    the Russell Group. I wonder if I could have an interview with Mr. Russell?”


    As a researcher, she was tasked with creating a thorough due diligence report on several major


    corporations. This job was not a typical one for someone with her background.


    However, she was exceptionally good at her job.


    While maintaining eye contact, Dexter replied, “I have three meetings scheduled and won’t be avable


    until after midnight. If you don’t mind waiting, we can have it after my meetings.”


    Summer was in disbelief. She nced down at her watch and saw that it was already six o’clock.


    She believed Dexter was insane for maintaining such a hectic schedule. Over the past few days, she


    had been getting less than six hours of sleep each night as she followed him around.


    He never took a break from traveling as he had a packed schedule. “Dex, please take care of yourself


    and prioritize your health,” she gently reminded him as he handed her a bottle of water.


    Dexter chuckled and walked away.


    Following the incident at the factory, Summer’s desire for his attention grew stronger.


    Whenever Dexter thought of the incident, he was reminded of Josie, and his face would grow grimmer.


    Summer watched warily as the man walked away, her grip on the bottle tightening.


    Despite her family’s disapproval, she snuck out to find him. No matter what, she was determined not to


    give up on this man.


    After all, he persevered and rescued her from the factory, never giving up on her.


    The location for Dexter’s final meeting was changed unexpectedly.


    When the residents of Wavery learned about the incident at the factory, they decided to host a


    gathering to wee him, which took ce at a bar.


    This ce was only frequented by people from wealthy backgrounds. Summer was curious, trailing


    behind Dexter as she attempted to enter the bar.


    They were individuals who had resided in Wavery for an extended period to work for Dexter. Although


    he was uneasy with their excessive eagerness, Dexter had to keep them satisfied to uphold a strong


    alliance.


    Summer hurriedly followed Dexter through the busy crowd but was stopped by an employee. “Miss,


    you’ve been here for a while. Would you like to order a drink?”


    Two hourster, Dexter’s meeting came to an end.


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    Summery sprawled across the table, her face flushed from the alcohol. The empty sses in front of


    her were a testament to her drinking. Dex leaned in closer to hear what she was saying. “Dex, wait for


    me,” she mumbled under her breath.


    When they returned to the Mason Garden, Anderson was awakened in the middle of the night to


    prepare a hangover soup.


    Summer had a low alcohol tolerance and would be a child-like mess when drunk, iling her arms


    and making loud banging noises as she knocked things over.


    Dexter remained rooted to his spot.


    Anderson stared at him suspiciously, but his expression wasn’t giving anything away.


    Dexter’s secretary’s exnation of what had happened left him gasping in shock. “How have I never


    noticed Mr. Russell’s poprity?” he wondered aloud.


    He brought another girl here, even though one was still recovering.


    Dexter’s icy re could have cut through steel. Keep your voice down,” he hissed, raising his hands in


    surrender. There are still patients inside?


    Dexter thought of Josie, but his spiritless eyes betrayed no hint of emotion.


    Anderson entered his bedroom, unaware of the man struggling to restrain Summer’s iling arms.