Chapter 265 Holding a Grudge

• Josie felt a sharp pain in her head as she bumped into Mr. Russell. She stumbled back, but she quickly regained her composure. Josie looked up at him, her eyes watering from the pain. "Mr. Russell," she greeted him indifferently.
• Dexter held a cup of coffee in his hands. His knuckles were red and chapped from the cold outside.
• He wore a black windbreaker that hugged his tall frame. He had the kind of figure that would turn heads wherever he went. If he walked down the street, he would be sure to catch the attention of many admirers.