Chapter 351 He Chose Summer

And at that moment, Arnold’s voice pierced through the chaos, causing Josie’s heart to skip a beat, Josier”

Ivy, who had been knocked down by Dexter, unexpectedly rose and snatched the knife from the ground. forcefully thrusting it into Joste’s abdomen.

The sudden attack caught Josie off guard, and her face turned pale as her eyes fixated on the scene of Dexter and Summer locked in an embrace. Ivy’s eerie voice echoed in her cars, ‘So he’s made his choice

now…

With each passing moment, Ivy increased the pressure, driving the knife deeper into Josie’s body.

Josie stared blankly, her gaze drifting down to see her blood pooling around her, a disturbing amount of blood.

Unbeknownst to her, Dexter’s expression had changed; his face was contorted with disbelief and devastation. “No! Josie!”

The sky hadn’t fully brightened yet, and a faint hue of pale blue colored the distant horizon.

the railing, a man stood there, his attire now

a simple, solid-colored shirt with a couple of buttons undone, and

the untreated wounds on his arms. smudged with

menacing aura, and his face contorted with

on the ground. “It’s my fault, Mr. Russell. I screwed up by not realizing that Mrs. Russell was being followed and left vulnerable. I take full responsibility and

tense as the weight of responsibility settled upon them. All the bodyguards were acutely aware that the stakes were high, and any harm that befell

flicked his cigarette, watching the ashes scattered in the air, his gaze fixed on the expansive

in fright, “A…

spines of those present, his aura cold and indifferent. His bodyguards sank to their knees one by one,

toward the person. His tone was eerily calm. “A year? Yet you failed me. Screwed up my rules and expectations! Do

us and harm Mrs. Russell. So, I didn’t beef up

crumbled under the man’s

the kneeling figure, catching a glimpse of a figure in a

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