Chapter 191 Relearning to Drive
The traffic police stood transfixed at the cold yet regal silhouette. A surge of familiarity flashed through. They were determined to piece up the fragments, only to be met with another futile attempt.
What a dazzling surprise.
It was a pleasure meeting Dexter Russell, the president of Russell Group.
The person’s legs trembled, yearning to sink into the depths of the muddy ground. Their face blanched with panic as their once arrogant facade crumbled gradually.
He had just received a phone call from his father’s assistant, delivering nothing but bad news. The assistant exclaimed furiously, “You rascal! Your grandpa is sick, and the whole house is in shambles because of you!”
The Internet did not show any mercy too.
The dashcam footage leaked by an unknown source caused a digital uproar. Even with Josie and Dexter’s conversation edited, it was akin to the infamous ‘I’m Mr. Lane’s Dad’ incident, thus fuelling widespread outrage.
Is this what it’s like to be rich and powerful?
Do fathers and sons often share similar personalities?
Would they look into this and find out what happened?
It had caused such a huge commotion, and if they didn’t take it seriously, it only made
matters worse.
When they thought things couldn’t get any worse, another scandal broke out. It was as if destiny had conspired to expose the dark secrets of the Davidson family, leaving them teetering on the edge of their undoing.
The relentless onslaught of condemnation had cast an overcast in a harrowing nightmare.
As a businessman, Dexter Russell was strongly advised to steer clear of politics, though. bringing down a corrupt official was simple with such incriminating evidence.
Josie was unaware that the entire family was overwhelmed by despair and desolation.
In the warmth of the car.
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with your hair?”
Dexter’s fingers traced through the split strands of her soft and silky hair.
Frustration rose as he exclaimed, “Why didn’t you say anything just now!”
The crash was not as severe as expected.
Josie lightly brushed her cheek, blinked, and deflected, “Who could have possibly thought
about that at that time?”
He scoffed, frustrations lingering as he stood by her side, and Josie’s patience wore thin with the two of them alone.
“You could’ve told me earlier that you didn’t bring your driver’s license, you know?”
He wouldn’t have let her drive alone if he knew she didn’t have a license.
Josie’s irritation heightened as she glanced down at her hair. “Why should I have bothered telling you?” she retorted.
As she replied, he struggled to contain his anger and frustration.
In the aftermath of their argument the previous night, silence prevailed.
Dexter drove to Southbridge silently, staying focused on the road despite the ensuing
tension.
As he pulled the handbrake and prepared to exit the car, Dexter broke the silence and asserted, “We’ll have to reschedule the driving lessons for another day.”
Her driving skills were commendable.
However, driving was off-limits until she reacquired the necessary skills.
Josie shot him fiercely.
“Glaring at me won’t change anything, I’m afraid.”
Grandpa was startled when he saw Josie returning in a disheveled state. “What happened to you?” he exclaimed as he hurried towards her.
She never failed to make a fool of herself in front of the elderly.
“No big deal, and I’m perfectly fine,” she meekly insisted as she glanced cautiously at Grandpa.
Grandpa did not press on further and tenderly offered a cup of warm water instead. “Here,
- The hot bath’s ready for you to shower.”
drink
