Every word and sentence of Mark's was a heartfelt plea from a father.

Josie slowly shook her head, turning to look at Dexter. "Please take him away. We haven't yet accepted each other. It's premature to talk about such profound bonds." She was always unwilling to accept Mark, not the other way around.

Dexter supported Mark with one hand. Despite having regained his composure just moments ago, he was gradually being pushed into a corner, revealing his struggle.

He directly asked Arnold, "What do you want?"

"Let me leave the country," answered Arnold.

"When will you release Josie?"

"Once we cross the border, I'll naturally let her go."

Dexter's gaze was intense as it fell upon Josie, clearly struggling to make a decision.

Arnold was calm and composed, already holding the upper hand. "Anyway, I've already made a request to Mr. Dalton," he said nonchalantly. "Perhaps in a little while, this ship will explode. If we all die together, then I won't be at a loss."

Mark was the first to respond, "I'll have

clear response. He leisurely asked, "What's the matter, Dexter? Can't you make a

thinking. Arnold's promise to release the

at him. "Dexter, you wanted to reconcile with me, didn't

eyebrows quivered, his eyes

to respect my opinions and follow my choices. If you take Mark away, I might consider

her

his pocket vibrated once more with the familiar hum of his cell phone. Uncertain if he was trying to escape the difficult decision at hand, he pulled

stood in the wind,

you, so he went to great lengths

noticing, he subtly turned his

you that if you don't withdraw now, your daughter won't be able

to bear revealing even a hint

moment, he pursed his

chuckled. "Have you made up

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