Chapter 908 We Cannot Be Too Ruthless


    The media managed to snap a photo of Dexter when he left Russell Mansion that day.


    In the photo, he was not apanied by a bodyguard. He was the one driving the car with Heather by


    his side. Although there was no physical contact between the two, from the way they looked at each


    other, it was evident that their rtionship was not simple.


    The journalist wrote with a hint of ambiguity, stating that Heather wasforting Dexter over the loss of


    his grandfather and was apanying him outdoors to clear his mind. It was suggested that the two


    might even bring their wedding forward.


    After reading the article, Josie had only one thought in her mind: Is it really necessary for one to get


    married?


    “Ms. Warren, so sorry I’mte.” A warm voice sounded from behind. A middle-aged man dressed in a


    suit. extended his hand as he strode toward her.


    Josie stood up immediately and shook his hand, saying “Mr. Zimmerman, I’m sorry to bother you.”


    The person who had just arrived possessed a gentle demeanor. He was easy to converse with yet also


    exuded an aura of authority.


    He was Charles Zimmerman, who had recently been appointed mayor of Wavery.


    “Not at all. I had some business here to attend to anyway.” Charles sat down and continued, “Old Mr.


    Russell spoke very highly of you. He mentioned you more than once when I visited him previously.”


    Josie lowered her head humbly and replied, “Grandpa had also mentioned you to me, describing you


    as an upright and incorruptible official.”


    While she was sorting through the items Henry left her, she discovered a letter. The letter had several


    names listed one it, one of which was Charles.


    Henry had instructed her to look for the man whenever she faced difficulties.


    Charles smiled and got straight to the point. “I’ve looked into the matter you asked me about. It seems


    like of my subordinates didn’t follow the proper procedures, but they did give our big taxpayer some


    leeway, allowing him to be released for five days to receive medical treatment.”


    He was talking about Edward.


    Josie was carefully observing Charles’ expression and could tell that he was one of Arnold’s


    supporters.


    “Just five days?”


    “Of course,” Charles replied in a straightforward manner.


    Josie narrowed her eyes and said, “I asked because I’m curious. Sorry to have disturbed you”


    “No worries, I’m aware of the power struggles in Wavery over the years. I’ve also heard about what’s


    going on with your… your ex-husband. But there’s still some room for mercy within justice. We can’t be


    too ruthless.”


    Josie understood what he meant.


    It seems like Arnold’s n had gained the upper hand within the system.


    A trace of weariness could be seen on Charles’ face after Henry passed away.


    After exchanging some pleasantries, the man left. Meanwhile, Josie remained seated in the same spot,


    only leaving half an hourter.


    She leaned against the wall in the parking lot and scrolled through her phone aimlessly.


    After a while, the sound of a man’s footsteps grew closer, heading toward her.


    Josie looked up when she heard the sound of the car door unlocking.


    Arnold only noticed the petite woman when he was in front of the car. He instinctively furrowed his


    brows but rxed once he saw who it was.


    “When did you arrive?”


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    Josie smiled and replied, “Are you upset to see me?”


    Arnold leaned against his car and was not in a hurry to get in. “There must be something wrong when


    people act out of character.”


    Finally, his gaze fell on her phone screen, where it showed the news about Dexter and Heather.


    Josie casually lifted her phone and replied with a hint of destion, “I happened to be meeting


    someone here today and saw you by chance. I wasn’t following you.”


    Arnold might or might not have been convinced as all he did was frown before making some room for


    her and saying, “Get in the car.”


    Josie drove as Arnold had been drinking. She nced at the man beside her, who was resting with his


    eyes closed, and said, “You’re able to get the mayor’spany for just for a single project. Impressive


    indeed. No wonder you’re able to get your father out.”


    As Arnold had expected that, he replied without opening his eyes, “Isn’t it only right? He has already


    been locked up for so many years after all.”


    “Well, you’re like a fish back in its element now that Grandpa is no longer around.”


    As his cor was too tight, the man tugged at his tie and replied with a smirk, “It wouldn’t have made


    any difference even if he was still here.”