The Epic Blind Date with My Boss novel Chapter 635

Chapter 635 Not to Settle Scores, but to Win

“Isn’t that so?” Wyatt questioned.

“Of course not.” Dexter’s cruel smile deepened as he replied. “What you did back then was commendable, but I decided to take back the company because of Josie.”

Josie was standing at the door, meeting Dexter’s gaze, which had long noticed her presence. Josie felt a chill down her spine.

“We had a little disagreement at that time, and what she cared most about was that so-called company,” Dexter explained nonchalantly as if suggesting that the termination of an entire company was just a result of a minor argument between a couple.

Wyatt realized he was just an innocent sacrifice caught in the crossfire of their disagreement. He looked incredulous. “It’s impossible…”

“I do feel some remorse towards you. That’s why I didn’t stop Mark Olsen from investing in you to clear your debts. So we settled the score here,” Dexter spoke lightly.

Wyatt shook his head. “It’s impossible, absolutely impossible. You were afraid of my abilities, afraid that I would compete with the Russell family.”

Dexter chuckled disdainfully, mocking Wyatt’s wild imagination. “You can ask Josie why she stayed by your side and tried her best to salvage the situation. Her conscience made her guilty, so she wanted to compensate you.”

Wyatt was greatly shaken, standing still in disbelief that his significant ups and downs were all due to the conflicts between Dexter and his wife.

He felt like a toy being played with by God’s hands.

Wyatt mentioning Yanis had indeed angered Dexter, leading Dexter to strike him with such at devastating blow.

Struggling to stand up, Wyatt clung to his knees, finding it difficult to get back on his feet. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his gaze toward Dexter seemed filled with

Venom.

“We have lots of time. Let’s see how things go,” Dexter remained silent, picking up

down earlier and capping it.

had

put

Wyatt walked towards the exit, his gaze meeting Josie’s sympathetic look.

He walked up to her, his voice strained, “Is it true?”

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