Chapter 616


    Chapter 616 It’s You Again


    He rarely addressed her as Mrs. Russell.


    Josie locked eyes with Arnold, feeling estranged after they hadn’t seen each other for so long, “Mr.


    Carter came to pick up your wife, huh?”


    Arnold lifted his gaze and looked beyond her to Summer, who was lounging in the background,


    observing his interaction with Josie with a cryptic look.


    “Andy, please send Mrs. Carter home,” Arnold ordered.


    Summer’s smile deepened. “Are you done with your work?”


    “Yeah, just came down from the meeting. It’s so cold. Why didn’t youyer up?” Arnold. approached


    and wrapped the scarf he was holding around Summer’s neck.


    “Oh? I didn’t feel cold at all talking with Mrs. Russell. See you at home.” Summer said with a smile,


    then walked over to Andy.


    “See you at home.”


    “Drive safely,” Arnold reminded Andy..


    The two of them left together, and only then did Josie divert her


    “I suppose I should see myself out now.”


    gaze.


    “I heard about what happened yesterday,” Arnold said abruptly, “are you okay?”


    He wore an unexpectedly serious expression, catching Josie off guard. “Absolutely. Being his wife, I


    don’t think he would be too hard on me.”


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    Her defense of Dexter was evident, but Arnold couldn’t help but scoff. “I heard he recently had an


    incident with a young female worker at Heaven on Earth, but surprisingly, he let her off the hook.”


    Josie arched her eyebrows, trying toprehend the meaning behind Arnold’s words. She was


    confused about who he was referring to, and his intentions remained unclear.


    “You know, you’re partly responsible for this mess, Josie remarked, subtly ming Arnold.


    Arnold’s eyebrow shot up, surprised by her statement.


    “She’s your assistant. Her misconduct and questionable character are your responsibility. Otherwise,


    we wouldn’t be dealing with this chaos. So, yes, I am holding you ountable!”


    Josie asserted, her voice tinged with a hint of resentment.


    It dawned on him that Josie was fully aware of everything, including Heather’s existence.


    He let out a soft chuckle, his hand resting casually on the side. “Looks like Dexter has been an open


    book with you.”


    Just as Josie was about to continue speaking, their attention was diverted by shattering ss and


    ensuingmotion from outside.


    They exchanged nces and walked out together, joining a crowd that had already gathered. Summer


    could be seen forcefully pushing a woman to the ground, spilling coffee all over.


    Summer’s anger was palpable as she huffed, “Can’t you watch where you’re going? Are your eyes just


    for disy? If you don’t need them, maybe someone else does!”


    The woman on the ground kept her head down, biting her lip, appearing distressed and hesitant to


    speak up. “I’m sorry, it was an ident. I’m willing to pay for the clothes I ruined.”


    Summer sneered upon hearing those words.


    Andy stood awkwardly to the side, exchanging a nce with Arnold. “Um, this…dy identally


    bumped into Mrs. Carter.”


    “Heather?” Arnold’s eyes widen in rm, his voice filled with surprise.


    Josie’s attention shifted, and she realized that the woman on the ground was Heather-the same person


    she had encountered before.


    How did she end up here?


    Summer raised an eyebrow upon hearing the name. “Oh, it’s you again. I should’ve known I’d run into


    trouble with someone like you.”


    Heather trembled slightly. “Ms. Olsen, I’m deeply sorry for the inconvenience. I’m willing topensate


    for any damages caused, including the cost of the clothes.”


    “Thepensation doesn’t bother me,” Summer raised her voice, her tone filled with


    resentment.


    “It’s your conduct that does. Consider this a lesson for your own benefit.”


    Heather was at a loss for words.


    Looking at the teeming crowd, Heather felt increasingly humiliated.


    Arnold stepped forward, cing himself between Summer and Heather. “That’s enough.


    There’s no need to stoop to her level. We have a meeting to attend, remember?”


    “Arnold,” Summer teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes, “are you sympathizing with her now? I heard


    she used to be your assistant.”


    Heather’s expression turned sour at the mention of her past connection with Arnold. “Mr. Carter, I can


    handle this on my own.”