Chapter 537
Chapter 537 Why Is She Here?
The woman who approached them radiated confidence and elegance. Her lips curled into a warm smile as she inquired, "Who is she?"
Josie's eyes darted around but eventually met the woman's gaze. She froze with a hint of nervousness as she stared at Claudia. Claudia looked completely different from the two months they had spent together.
Her eyes exuded a strong charisma.
Josie's mask covered her face, so Claudia didn't seem to be able to identify her.
Arnold was quick to respond, trying to deflect attention away from Josie. "She's my assistant," he said firmly. "She's here to give me a status update."
As always, Claudia was warm and kind. She glanced at Josie and said, "It must be tiring to work until this late. You two can go ahead and finish your work."
Josie's feet shuffled together as she tried to keep her bedroom slippers hidden.
Arnold politely asked, "Aunt Claudia, I have an urgent matter to take care of. Could we borrow your study room for a short while?"
Claudia considered Arnold's request for a moment as she looked at the crowd. 'T'll have the maid take you to the study room in our guest room. There's a computer there."
"Sure."
Arnold took Josie upstairs. Her mind was a jumble of confusion. From the way Claudia spoke, it seemed like she was practically one of the Olsen family.
She was still trying to make sense of what had transpired in such a short time. They hadn't seen each other for a day, and now they were meeting in such an unexpected way. "Arnold, Josie called after him as they walked up the stairs. "Who was that woman?"
Arnold answered matter-of-factly, "Haven't you met her before? She's part of the Olsen family. She's Summer's mother." He then continued to explain, "She's been spending most of her time in the mountains, so she rarely meets anyone. I guess it's normal for you not to know her."
Josie's forehead creased. She would never have guessed that the woman who had gotten along so well with her was Summer's mother. She was destined to be her adversary.
Josie even said that she would be happy if she were her mother.
Now that she had reflected on her actions in the past, she felt utterly ashamed. How could she consider her as her mother?
Upon reaching the second floor, they heard a familiar voice echoing from down the hall. "What is it?"
Josie's steps faltered nervously
Arnold turned to look at her
The man in front of them was someone she hadn't seen in a long time. He had a quiet and collected air
And the woman standing before him was a lady in a cocktail dress. Her eyes were lowered, and her natural charisma was undeniable. "Mr. Russell, thank you for helping me just now," she said sincerely. "I didn't do it for you," Dexter responded, his eyes darting away from her, his face devoid of any emotion.
Heather was no longer the timid girl she used to be. She stood with her hands behind her back and smiled at him with a playful grin. "I know you did it for me," she spoke in a delicate and sweet voice. The man kept his cool, refusing to acknowledge her claims. "No," he said firmly.
Heather leaned in closer to him. "You must feel guilty for mistaking me for Josie, so you helped me escape Ms. Olsen's outburst."
That one sentence contained too much critical information, and Josie was left reeling in shock and confusion.
Dexter's forehead creased into a tight knot as he explained, "You're overthinking it. It's Summer's birthday today. I can't miss it."
"But isn't it a strange coincidence that you arrived right on time? You were here the moment Summer was boiling with rage and had no intent of backing down."
Heather's gaze lifted to meet his eyes, her body inching closer to him.
"Can't I interpret it such that Mr. Russell was here to save me?"
Arnold stared into Josie's eyes, and his gaze deepened with worry.
Josie gave a strained smile as she said under her breath, "Let's go in. We don't have much time left."
She should have expected Dexter to be here on such an occasion.
However, she could never have predicted meeting him under these circumstances, leaving her confused by the sudden revelation.
Arnold pushed the door open to the study and held it open for Josie to enter.