Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 162

Dexter's presence here meant he wasn't entirely indifferent to Angela.

For Bill, this was a golden opportunity. It meant he could continue leveraging his self-proclaimed role as Dexter's future father-in-law to gain benefits. This was nothing short of fantastic news.

"I heard she works here, so I stopped by," Dexter said casually, his gaze sweeping over the group before landing on Angela.

"Are you upset?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Angela looked at him as if she'd seen a ghost. "What are you doing here?"

She wasn't buying his story of just happening to pass by.

"I thought I'd take you out for a meal and have a chat." A faint smile curved his lips. "Need help?"

Angela rolled her eyes at him and was about to retort sharply when a thought struck her. His presence exuded authority, which could save her the trouble of dealing with these idiots on her own.

"Perfect timing. Hector tried to harass my colleague. I found the evidence, but he's refusing to apologize…"

"Nonsense!" Hector, terrified, waved his hands frantically. "I'll apologize right now."

He quickly turned to Angela and bowed. "I was wrong. Please, Ms. Graham, be the bigger person and don't stoop to my level."

"You don't even know who you should be apologizing to?" Angela shot him a disgusted look.

Hector trembled, then hurriedly turned to Yvonne and bowed even deeper, his humility so exaggerated it seemed like his forehead might touch the floor.

…

The two walked out together, but Angela suddenly felt a burning gaze on her.

"What are you looking at?" She turned abruptly, catching Dexter with his faintly amused expression. Her irritation flared.

When he didn't respond, Angela snorted coldly, a thought flashing through her mind.

"That Trevor… How did he suddenly become a celebrity? Are the standards for stardom that low these days?"

"There's no helping it. Grandma bought his fame with money. If it makes her happy, what can we do?"

Dexter lightly tugged on her arm, signaling that she was going the wrong way.