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.

Arnold. In the vast expanse of the sea, two ships stood their ground, each

pain had gradually subsided. She faintly heard a noise coming from above. Listening carefully, she recognized it as the sound of a loudspeaker. "Have we left Wavery yet?"

locator. "Arnold

Dexter still on

one responded, which she took

hostage, using Mr. Russell as a means to secure his escape

Dexter to escape unscathed, seeing that Arnold absolutely despises Dexter! Taking a

"I just want to take a look. I won't do anything rash. Is there a

were clearly in a difficult position, taking the initiative to explain, "Mr. Russell is safe at the moment. Negotiations

negotiation? Dexter and I were both on the ship.

"Your father."

contracted. She quickly discerned that the father being referred

reason. She abruptly rose and rushed to the door,

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