Josie’s abdomen pain decreased a lot after taking medicine. Still, she couldn’t eat or sleep well because she was worried about
Russell Group.
The Internet connection in the hotel room was poor, so she went to a café in the hotel with her laptop and stared at the market
situation. That way, she would know how Dexter was doing. She was afraid it wasn’t going well.
“Baby, can you hear me?” Josie stroked her abdomen and said softly. “Your Daddy is now experiencing tough times. Let’s watch
him get through this time without mishaps, alright?”
“If... if there’s another life, you have to come back to Mommy,” Josie said with a gentle expression.
At this time, a figure came into her view. She was surprised to see Heather, the woman who had entered Dexter’s room
yesterday and was also Arnold’s assistant.
Heather’s voice rang. “I understand, Mr. Carter. I’ll do it!
Heather also saw Josie. Josie looked straight at her, and Heather couldn’t avoid her gaze.
Heather nodded slightly and was just about to leave when Josie stopped her. “Wait a moment, Ms. Riley.” Heather stood still, and
her pitch–black eyes were listless. “Ms. Warren.”
“Don’t you know who I am? Why don’t you call me ‘Mrs. Russell‘?” Josie flaunted her identity again. She felt that Heather wasn’t
a big fan of hers.
“Mr. Russell doesn’t like outsiders to advertise Mrs. Russell’s presence in public, so I didn’t.” Her actions and words showed how
much she understood Dexter.
Josie wasn’t angry. “Have a seat.”
“I have something to do.”
Josie smiled. “I said, have a seat.”
Heather was slightly astonished. She never thought Josie could imitate Dexter’s calm and assertive demeanor so well. Heather
pulled a chair and sat down.
“Excuse me for asking, but what is your family background like, Ms. Riley?” Josie ordered an Americano and put it before
Heather.
“I’ve been an orphan since I was young and grew up in an orphanage. I made it through high school and college thanks to Carter
Group’s financial aid. So I guess my family background isn’t great,” Heather answered calmly.
“You’re quite grateful, Ms. Riley. Did you become Arnold’s assistant right after graduating?” She was snide. “I see that the
bracelet on your wrist is quite invaluable!
Heather nodded. “I owe my life to Mr. Carter.”
“So you’ll do whatever he asks you to,” Josie said softly, “you don’t have to avoid it. Arnold told me that this issue with Russell
Group has something to do with him. So you came to the United Kingdom to do work for him.”
“You know everything.”
“But I want to know where the huge funding behind Carter Group came from. He created such a situation with just a slip–up in
the project. Can you tell me, Ms. Riley?” Josie leaned forward slightly, and the necklace around her neck dangled mid–air.
Heather imitated her demeanor and smiled. “I’m only Mr. Carter’s secretary. I don’t know anything about this.”
“Let me guess. Is it the Olsen family?“,
Heather’s smile froze as she had never thought Josie would guess so quickly.
“Summer?”
Heather was dumbstruck.
Josie knew the answer when she asked. She had just wanted to confirm it.
Heather looked down at her cell phone as she was being questioned. She saw something and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
She answered Josie, “Your guess is correct. The Olsen family is making a move against Russell Group. They’re pouring huge
sums of funding into Russell Group’s stocks. As far as I know, this situation won’t improve soon.”
Josie’s expression changed slightly.