The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 908 We Cannot Be Too Ruthless 

The media managed to snap a photo of Dexter when he left Russell Mansion that day.

In the photo, he was not accompanied by a bodyguard. He was the one driving the car with Heather by his side. Although there was no physical contact between the two, from the way they looked at each other, it was evident that their relationship was not simple.

The journalist wrote with a hint of ambiguity, stating that Heather was comforting Dexter over the loss of his grandfather and was accompanying him outdoors to clear his mind. It was suggested that the two might even bring their wedding forward.

After reading the article, Josie had only one thought in her mind: Is it really necessary for one to get married?

“Ms. Warren, so sorry I’m late.” A warm voice sounded from behind. A middle-aged man dressed in a suit. extended his hand as he strode toward her.

Josie stood up immediately and shook his hand, saying “Mr. Zimmerman, I’m sorry to bother you.”

The person who had just arrived possessed a gentle demeanor. He was easy to converse with yet also exuded an aura of authority.

He was Charles Zimmerman, who had recently been appointed mayor of Wavery.

“Not at all. I had some business here to attend to anyway.” Charles sat down and continued, “Old Mr. Russell spoke very highly of you. He mentioned you more than once when I visited him previously.”

Josie lowered her head humbly and replied, “Grandpa had also mentioned you to me, describing you as an upright and incorruptible official.”

While she was sorting through the items Henry left her, she discovered a letter. The letter had several names listed one it, one of which was Charles.

Henry had instructed her to look for the man whenever she faced difficulties.

Charles smiled and got straight to the point. “I’ve looked into the matter you asked me about. It seems like of my subordinates didn’t follow the proper procedures, but they did give our big taxpayer some leeway, allowing him to be released for five days to receive medical treatment.” Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

He was talking about Edward.

Josie was carefully observing Charles’ expression and could tell that he was one of Arnold’s supporters.

“Just five days?”

“Of course,” Charles replied in a straightforward manner.

Josie narrowed her eyes and said, “I asked because I’m curious. Sorry to have disturbed you”

“No worries, I’m aware of the power struggles in Wavery over the years. I’ve also heard about what’s going on with your… your ex-husband. But there’s still some room for mercy within justice. We can’t be too ruthless.”

Josie understood what he meant.

It seems like Arnold’s clan had gained the upper hand within the system.

A trace of weariness could be seen on Charles’ face after Henry passed away.

After exchanging some pleasantries, the man left. Meanwhile, Josie remained seated in the same spot, only leaving half an hour later.

She leaned against the wall in the parking lot and scrolled through her phone aimlessly.

After a while, the sound of a man’s footsteps grew closer, heading toward her.

Josie looked up when she heard the sound of the car door unlocking.

Arnold only noticed the petite woman when he was in front of the car. He instinctively furrowed his brows but relaxed once he saw who it was.

“When did you arrive?”

Josie smiled and replied, “Are you upset to see me?”

Arnold leaned against his car and was not in a hurry to get in. “There must be something wrong when people act out of character.”

Finally, his gaze fell on her phone screen, where it showed the news about Dexter and Heather.

Josie casually lifted her phone and replied with a hint of desolation, “I happened to be meeting someone here today and saw you by chance. I wasn’t following you.”

Arnold might or might not have been convinced as all he did was frown before making some room for her and saying, “Get in the car.”

Josie drove as Arnold had been drinking. She glanced at the man beside her, who was resting with his eyes closed, and said, “You’re able to get the mayor’s company for just for a single project. Impressive indeed. No wonder you’re able to get your father out.”

As Arnold had expected that, he replied without opening his eyes, “Isn’t it only right? He has already been locked up for so many years after all.”

“Well, you’re like a fish back in its element now that Grandpa is no longer around.”

As his collar was too tight, the man tugged at his tie and replied with a smirk, “It wouldn’t have made any difference even if he was still here.”