Meanwhile, Josie had been bound to a chair for two full days. Her entire body was numb as she stared blankly at the images on the television screen.

It was unclear how much she had watched.

The camera focused on the lively guests. Dexter and Heather were not present. Josie presumed they were preparing.

It’s happening soon…

Josie could clearly sense the nervousness in Johnny and his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, Josie felt relaxed. She couldn’t care less, knowing that there was no chance for redemption.

“Boss… what’s that sound…” one lackey asked Johnny, holding his breath to listen.

Johnny’s brow furrowed as he discerned the sporadic, weighty thuds of a walking stick hitting the floor, indicating the presence of someone using a walker.

“Someone’s coming!” Johnny exclaimed in alarm. He drew his knife, cautiously moving forward.

Josie furrowed her brows. She also heard the sound of the walking stick approaching, the disordered footfalls growing louder. Their intent was unmistakable. They were advancing in their direction.

continued to look up and saw a hunched figure, leaning on a

How can it be

health was not

construction site, his gaze finally settling on Josie,

His gaze darkened.

of

his voice steady as he said, “This is my home.

home? Johnny searched his

on earth did Mark manage to find this place? Wasn’t it

“Young man, you have quite

walked forward, leaning on his walking stick, completely disregarding the

subordinates were forced

You’re not young anymore. There’s no need to take

nothing I haven’t seen. Your mere knife can’t

continued to move forward,

subordinates exchanged glances, unsure of what to do next. Should we take action? But this man is, nominally,

man. Whatever you’re planning to do is none of my business. I’m not here to play

at Josie. Her eyes unmistakably carried a trace of

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