Chapter 279 Father’s Physical Reaction
In the evening. Dexter made a reservation at a seaside restaurant. The sea roared and churned outside while starlight shimmered on its surface, creating a poetic ambiance.
After much deliberation, Josie finally mustered the courage, “I found out something, but I’m not sure if I should tell you.”
She had figured it out. Dexter knew her so well he could easily guess what she had discovered and what she had been up to. Instead of getting caught, confessing proactively and maintaining her integrity was
better.
Dexter took a bite of the tender steak and remained composed. “Oh? What is it about?”
Josie looked at him, choosing her words carefully. “Yanis told me that your mother… has another son.”
His expression remained unchanged as he confessed honestly, a slight smile playing on his lips. “He’s five years younger than me and residing in a different country.”
Just a little brat, probably without much experience or skill. No wonder Xanthe paved the way for him like
that.
“Have you met him?”
“When he turned eighteen. I happened to be on a business trip to Italy and coincidentally ran into him.” He said lightly as if it didn’t bother him.
Josie couldn’t imagine how he felt at that time… How did you take it back then?”
“Nothing special. In fact, I had a hunch beforehand. Meeting him was just a confirmation from her.”
It was clear whom he referred to as ‘her.’
“What’s he like?”
“He’s such a cheerful and energetic young man, always flashing a smile when he sees me.”
With a few words, Josie could paint a rough picture. Her heart clenched.
This was so unfair to Dexter!
The glass lamp above illuminated the composed and sophisticated man before her. Unconsciously, Josie felt a surge of empathy toward him.
She shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. “Tsk. He’s just a kid, nothing like you. Just ignore him!”
Dexter put down his utensils, laughter escaping him. “You really suck at comforting people.”
Josie stuck out her tongue. Consoling others was never her forte. If she had to say something, it would be the usual clichés like, “Don’t cry, don’t be sad, things will get better…”
To state the obvious, these words were insincere and unconvincing.
Josie straightened her posture, “Anyway. I’m on your side. If there’s anything I can do to help, just let me know, Mr. Russell.”
The woman’s playful nature made Dexter’s smile deepen. “Just don’t bail when things get tough.”
“Are you kidding me? Not a chance!” Josie believed that her journey to Rivodia this time clearly demonstrated her sincerity.
After finishing their meal, they headed back to Mason Garden.
As they arrived at Mason Garden, they noticed Moses still lingering around.
Glancing at her watch, Josie exclaimed, “Why are you still here? Do you have something to take care of?”
Moses leaned against the car, impatience evident on his face. “You didn’t tell me I could leave, did you?”
She coughed, exchanging a perplexed look with Dexter beside her, “This is the assistant you assigned me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he’s the one calling the shots.”
It was hard to read Dexter’s mind.
He flashed a faint smile, “You can leave now. You don’t have to follow as long as she’s with me.”
Moses responded with an ‘oh’ and gave him a meaningful glance before turning away. “You should have told me earlier. It’s expensive to get a taxi at this hour.”
“This guy is such a rebel. It’s rare for him to comply. I’m surprised you managed to make him listen to you,” Josie resignedly shook her head.
Upon returning to Mason Garden, she headed straight to see her father. The servant who had been keeping watch eagerly reported the situation to her.
“You’re finally back, Mrs. Russell! We’ve noticed several physical reactions from your father over the past. few days!”
“Really?” Josie exclaimed in astonishment, her hand instinctively covering her mouth.
