"Three-quarters of the cash was stolen, and you're saying it has nothing to do with you?"

Not long ago, when the bodyguard came to report, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees. "The guards have all collapsed in the warehouse. T-The cash is gone too..."

No sooner had the words been spoken than Arnold's entire face changed color. In the end, he was almost laughing in exasperation. "You wench. You're quite something!"

"You know, I'm just one person. How could I possibly have managed to move so much cash by myself?"

Arnold nodded. "We had just left the port of Wavery not long ago. It seems they made their move while you were holding Josephine hostage. In Wavery, who could possibly do your bidding?"

Josie listened to Arnold's analysis. He immediately dismissed the idea of the police being involved. "The Olsen family? Impossible. If it were them, they could have destroyed my boat. Considering the level of caution and meticulousness, the party involved could only be the Russells."

Josie changed the subject. "Arnold, aren't you worried now that the money is gone?

certain it's the Russells," he continued, affirming his speculation. "It

left me many things. Among them was the authority to command the Russells,

him directly. "Whether Dexter knows or not isn't important. What's crucial

heart sank. "What are

risen. Without his

hands, what wouldn't Dexter dare to do? I'll make sure he obediently returns all that cash." Josie's pupils dilated, a

"Dock the ship for a rest and throw her into the water dungeon." Upon receiving his orders, the bodyguard promptly stepped forward, dragging Josie toward the exit. As her skin scraped against the floor, it immediately left a

surrounded by sturdy stone walls. It was a two-tiered structure, with a water reservoir on one level and a prison cell on the other. Once the mechanism was activated, water from the reservoir would flood the cell, causing anyone inside to suffocate within a

chest and still gradually increasing. She couldn't take deep breaths, nor could she sit down to rest. That kind of torment was nothing short of a slow

was standing right there, holding up

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