Arnold didn't come alone. He brought with him a group of skilled individuals. However, they were outnumbered there, and the situation didn't look promising.

Perched on a high vantage point, Arnold watched as Mark's ship gradually drew closer. Suddenly, he declared, "Josie is already dead."

Dexter's pupils contracted sharply, clearly seeing Mark lean back when he heard those words. Then, he made a concerted effort to regain his composure. "If she's dead, I still must see her body. If you can't deliver today, don't even think about leaving the country."

Arnold's expression hardened, revealing an almost imperceptible hint of provocation. "Rather than asking me for her, you may as well send someone out to sea. It may even be faster."

The implication of those words was clear as day: Josie had perished in the sea with no chance of return.

Mark paused for a moment before he spoke. "That's acceptable too. You can accompany her to the underworld today."

As he raised his hand, the people behind him hoisted their guns.

the same for Arnold. In the vast expanse of the sea, two ships stood their ground, each commanding their own

coming from above. Listening carefully,

the locator. "Arnold

still on

responded, which she took as silent

Mr. Russell hostage, using Mr. Russell as a means to

a bargaining chip, it's no wonder that Caleb and his team had let Arnold go. Although, it'll be lucky for Dexter to escape unscathed, seeing that Arnold absolutely despises Dexter! Taking a deep breath, Josie acknowledged that,

a look. I

a difficult position, taking the initiative to explain, "Mr. Russell is safe

both on the ship. Who could Arnold possibly negotiate

"Your father."

that the father being referred to was not

had lost all sense of reason. She abruptly rose and rushed to the door, clinging to

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