Despite Dexter’s recent mistreatment, including causing the stock market to crash, Josie knew he wouldn’t divorce her if she didn’t bring it up. “Dexter told me you married him to make Grandpa happy,” Summer said, her eyes gleaming with innocence.
Josie felt her heart swell in her chest. “He told you?” He even shared this deep secret with Summer. “Yes, he told me everything,” she said, her eyes scanning Josie’s expression.
Josie realized that she didn’t want to put up against her anymore. “Yes,” she said, “we’ll get a divorce when the time is right. But Ms. Olsen, I need you to be patient for now.”
Summer’s eyes widened in surprise and disbelief. “That’s what he told me as well,” she said, her voice calm and composed as she laid her hands on the table. She had expected this response from him, but hearing it from Summer made her heart sink.
“I thought you would be difficult to deal with, but you’re much more reasonable than I expected,” Summer smirked. “I’ll be waiting patiently for the day you and Dexter get divorced. Even after your divorce, you won’t lose out if you’re on my side. After all, I am the heir to the Olsen fortune.”
She carried herself with an air of arrogance that was expected of a wealthy young lady. “Alright,” Josie said, the bitterness of her coffee lingering in her mouth.
Summer’s affluent family background was her biggest asset, unlike Josie, who had nothing but a sick father. Josie had also recently lost her job as the director of the design department. She had accepted the reality that Summer was a better fit for Dexter than she was and that she had no chance of winning against her.
She would rather live in peace than share the title of “Mrs. Russell.” After Summer left, Josie returned to Wyatt’s office with a grave expression. “How did it go?” Wyatt asked, concerned.
Josie forced a smile. “How else could it go? She couldn’t bite me.” Wyatt sighed. “There have been rumors circulating for the past month that…”
“I know,” Josie interrupted as she sat on the sofa. “Let’s talk about your situation. Dexter wasn’t targeting you. You can still ask him for help, right?”
Wyatt sat down across from her and scowled. “Josie, do you remember what Dex said when our company became independent? He wanted us to take full authority, so we’ll be held accountable for any problems we face.”
Josie recalled the conversation. “But he’s your brother,” “We’re not biologically related,” Wyatt reminded her. They shared a knowing look. They didn’t need to say it out loud to know the truth.
“I understand,” Josie nodded. She walked over to Wyatt and patted him on the shoulder. “I’ll do my best to help you.”
As she turned to leave, Wyatt called out, “Josie, I’ve always looked up to Dex as my role model. I wanted to build a successful business like him. The Russell Family has a rule that you must return home if you fail, and I don’t want to go back.”
Josie felt a shiver down her spine. She felt even more sorry for Wyatt when she saw his passion and ambition. If she hadn’t gone against Dexter yesterday, he might not have gone to such lengths.
After leaving Wyatt’s office, she headed towards the Russell Group. Moses approached her cautiously. “I heard you were fired…”
Josie raised her eyebrows. “Do you have to rub it in?” Moses fell silent, unsure how to respond. Compared to everything else that was happening, losing her job was relatively minor. Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Arnold who gave her an address. “Come over for lunch.”
“I’m on my way to the Russell Group.”
“You don’t have to go there anymore.”