Chapter 663 Offending Mrs Russell
Once the culprit stepped up and admitted her guilt, the manager understood it would result in the girl’s downfall.
For subordinates, having their supervisor’s support was something to be grateful for. Still, if the supervisor refused, the subordinate’s problem wasn’t their concern or responsibility.
Ruby quivered in fear. Her previous arrogance towards Josie had now vanished.
She dared not lift her head and meet his eyes in Dexter’s overpowering presence.
“I’m sorry for my actions, Mr. Russell. I didn’t know my place and offended Mrs. Russell. You can punish me however you think is appropriate!” Ruby apologized in a flutter, bowing deeply.
Dexter gave her a cold stare and asked, “Which university do you attend?”
Ruby glanced at his expression and stuttered, “…D… D University.”
Their eyes briefly met that moment, sending a shiver down Ruby’s spine.
With just a few glances, this man towering over her could see right through a person’s social background. And she knew nothing about him…
The absolute dominance of power was terrifying and humbling, making Ruby feel inferior and insignificant.
Dexter shifted his gaze away and instructed Larry, “Check if there’s such a person at D University.”
Larry was about to take out his phone when Ruby suddenly blurted out, “Mr. Russell… I, I didn’t attend D University. I go to A University…”
Her voice trembled this time, reflecting her fear for the future.
The moment those words left her lips, the manager shot a disapproving look at Ruby, astonished that she would lie in front of Dexter. Did she have a death wish?
Dexter’s unwavering stare bore into her, his face a mask of authority. He effortlessly saw through her attempts at manipulation.
“Ms. Snitch, trying to fool me won’t end well,” he cautioned with a subtle, barely noticeable. parting of his lips. “it’s best to drop the act when you’re dealing with me.”
Word on the street was that Dexter’s influence in the nightlife scene was akin to a ruler in the
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underworld, and once he spoke his mind, there was no turning back.
Back at Mason Garden, it was already ten-thirty at night.
Yet, for a corporate high-ranking man like Dexter, returning home at ten-thirty at night. wasn’t considered late; if anything, it was early.
Josie had fallen asleep, but she woke to the man’s breath and gentle embrace from behind. “Did I wake you?”
She replied in a half-asleep, hoarse voice, “No, I’m a light sleeper.”
“Is everything resolved?”
“Mmm.” Dexter covered her with the blanket.
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“All sorted now.”
“Mmm.” Dexter covered her with the blanket. “All taken care of now.”
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