Josie was overjoyed, holding her laptop in her hands. Now that it’s fixed and I got back my original drafts let’s see if Samantha still dares to ask me to provide evidence.
She bowed deeply to Dexter. “Thanks a lot, Mr. Russell!”
“Instead of thanking me, you should work smarter,” he ridiculed, but without contempt. Instead, there was a smile on his face.
No wonder this idiot hasn’t stood out after all these years. Others bully her.
Josie was used to how he spoke; she knew very well that he had a good heart and cared about his employees.
“What are you guys doing, thanking each other? I’m the one who fixed it. Me! Can you see me?”
Dexter’s friend waved at them incredulously.
Josie returned to her senses and thanked him. “I’m sorry. Thanks a lot! You’re amazing, and you saved my life.”
The playful tone in her voice made him feel as though they were friends. An employee usually wouldn’t be this casual in front of their CEO.
The man arched his eyebrows and extended his hand. “Hmph, now you know. I’m Calvin Barrett, Dex’s friend.”
When he said Dexter’s nickname, his gaze was focused on Dexter and Josie.
“M-Mr. Russell’s friend? Nice to meet you. I’m Josie from the design department.” An uneasy look appeared on her face.
“You work here?”
Duh, of course. What else should I say? That I’m technically his wife, and you should call me Mrs. Russell? That’s too much.
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