Una left, Dexter handed the nu to Violette as if nothing had happened.
Violette was shocked when she looked at the nu. ’Have you guys beco rich? You’ve already sold Black Group, and a set of steak here costs over a hundred dollars-"
Looking at her, I explained seriously, "He only sold off the shares of Black Group, aning that there’s only money left now. He now has nothing but money.
Violette belatedly humd a response and looked at Dexter excitedly. "I won’t hold myself back, then!"
"It’s not that I have nothing. I still have you," he corrected seriously.
Violette pursed her lips and mumbled, "Why are you being lovey-dovey in front of now?"
"You have Xan and too!" Ashton raised his hand to indicate that the two of them wanted to be included too.
Iflashed Dexter a smile. "You’re right. It’s not that you have nothing."
We had the whole world from the mont we t.
"I’ll excuse myself to the bathroom." Dexter squeezed my hand before getting up to head to the bathroom.
I heard his phone vibrating earlier. He must have gone out to the bathroom to pick up the call.
It probably wasn’t just my imagination-Dexter seed to be hiding sothing from recently.
I said, "Look after Xan, Ashton. I’ll head over to the bathroom as well."
Violette stopped eating her appetizer and looked up blankly at . "Why are the both of you going to the bathroom..."
She stopped probing upon seeing sothing was off from my expression.
Dexter did not enter the bathroom but was taking the call behind the partition. I couldn’t make out what the other person was saying, yet Dexter was just listening.
I walked over and hugged him from the back. He neither resisted nor avoided , probably realizing my presence a while back.
"Alright, let’s leave it at that for now." Dexter ended the call before turning to look at .
"Who’s that?" I asked
"It’s Dayton." He wasn’t trying to hide it from . I could clearly hear Dayton’s voice on the phone.
"Why was he looking for you?’ I was curious. Dexter wouldn’t be hiding things from if there wasn’t anything special.
Besides, Geno Society was almost certain that Dayton was the president of Crowdstar Group now. That ant the actual mastermind behind them might et up with him.
As long as Dayton t up with that person, our investigation would go on much smoother.
It was absolutely unacceptable for sothing that violated human ethics like geno editing to be used for personal gain. It wouldn’t be a surprise for many to be curious about who the mastermind was when they had orchestrated such a huge ploy.
"Those from Geno Society have found him, but they’re very alert. Dayton has yet to et the mastermind as well," Dexter said, seemingly a little disappointed.
I carefully studied his face to see if he was lying or hiding sothing from . "Has he really not t the mastermind?"
Dexter nodded. "I would definitely tell you if he had t up with them."
"I have a feeling that the mastermind of Geno Society is soone close to us, or at least soone we all know. Why would they go to such lengths to remain mysterious otherwise?" I mumbled.
"Oh right, Jimmy must have gained the favor of the mastermind of Geno Society to be able to get the managent position of the laboratory in the desolate area. Has he t that person before, then?" I asked. Jimmy would surely know.
"Do you think that sly fox would tell us the truth?" Dexter fud at the ntion of Jimmy. He was probably regretting not beating him enough back in the desolate area before this.
He continued, "He claid that he hadn’t t them directly. They only communicated through an Al virtual figure before he took over. But who knows whether he had actually t them?
I felt upset as well. Jimmy was truly an untrustworthy person.
"Let’s stop thinking about it now. We’re here to have dinner with the kids," I comforted Dexter while hugging him.
"It might not be a bad thing not to know who the mastermind is for now. At least we’re safe for now. Just let the police handle it," I whispered, leaning into his embrace.
Dexter’s heart was racing, far from its usual steady rhythm.
To be honest, it was hard for him to hide things from as I could always sense when things were off. If he refused to tell what he was hiding from , I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get it out from him by asking. "Alright, let’s head back to dinner. Dexter took my hand and brought back to our table.
Violette and the kids were busy eating. She gave us a disdainful look upon seeing us return hand in hand. " What a show-off!"
"There was this pretty young woman when we went to the desolate area this ti. She was so pitiful and delicate, and Zion was really taken with her. She was abducted by so bad guys. Otherwise, Zion would’ve returned by now," I said, giving Violette a sly look.
She looked alard and imdiately took out her phone to text Zion.
Violette’s subconscious actions and subtle expressions were hard to hide, showing that she truly cared for him. At least, her feelings for him were genuine.
Sohow, I felt relieved and took a bite of fruit, trying not to laugh. I’m just joking. Zion is as straight-laced as they co-stubborn and only cares about serving justice."
Zion nodded smugly. "That’s true."
"So, where are you two at with your relationship? He’s not getting any younger. Has he said anything about getting engaged or married?" I asked.
"My mother... opposes it." Violette looked down, seemingly unhappy.
"She’s just too controlling! She insists that I get married to a wealthy man. Funny how she’s not seeing at my worth," she said sarcastically, clearly unhappy.
I had heard Violette talking about her extrely controlling mother countless tis. Back in high school, I felt sorry for her having to endure the pressure coming from her mother
But I had never seen this mother of hers before.
"Your mother doesn’t approve of Zion?" I looked at Violette in shock. "What kind of man is she looking for, then?
She discreetly eyed Dexter before telling with a mysterious smile, "She wants to find a wealthy man like Dexter.’
I parted my lips, glancing over at Dexter before saying, "He’s not an option-he’s taken.’
Violette was amused by my reaction. "Don’t worry, I have principles. I won’t steal my bestie’s man.’
I smiled at her, asking, ’What will you do, then? You’re already an adult. You can’t always listen to her. Zion is a great guy. Although his family isn’t well-off, he’s a man of integrity."
Violette contemplated for a mont before shaking her head. ’I’m rebelling, but it’s going to take so ti. Just wait for my good news,’ she said softly. I could tell that she had a lot on her mind.
I had been suspecting that there was sothing wrong with her for quite so ti now, yet I couldn’t pinpoint any issues.
Perhaps I was too reluctant to lose her as a friend.
Besides, every ti Violette spoke about her family and mother, I felt like she wasn’t just referring to her" mother’ alone.
She said that she was rebelling-was it against gynecocracy, or was there sothing more she was hinting at? "How about I co over for a al one day to et your mother?’ I suggested tentatively.
Violette was horrified. "Don’t! You’ll be walking right into a trap!"
Upon seeing my silence, she said again, ’My mother is the type who can’t stand seeing others do well."
I Nodded and replied, "Alright then. We’ll have the chance to et soday."
Violette nodded and mumbled, "Hopefully, you’ll never get to et her. I hope she dies soon..."
I looked at her, clearly taken aback. She instantly put on a smiling face and changed the topic. "The steak bites
with truffle butter are delicious-as expected of a delicacy that’s worth over a hundred dollars!"
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