Suddenly, Josie crouched down. She squatted in the corner, crying uncontrollably. “If anything happens to Mr. Zimmerman, I won’t let you off the hook!”

Arnold’s heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t expected her to make such a move. He nudged her with his leg and urged, “Get up. There are many people here.”

People came and went, all finding it amusing as they fixed their gaze on her.

Josie continued to cry. “I’ll only stop if you promise me you won’t let anything happen to him!”

Arnold found it impossible to agree. “I’m not the king of the world. How could I possibly know what will be uncovered?”

“I hate you!”

She sobbed uncontrollably, not at all resembling a woman who had given birth. Instead, she seemed more like a little girl.

Hearing her sobbing, Arnold did indeed soften a bit, but he still nudged her. “Get up!”

Josie cried even harder. “Charles was a connection left to me by Old Mr. Russell. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have used him. He trusted me so much, yet I betrayed him. What kind of person does that make me? You’ve really caused a lot of harm!”

It sounded as though it was truly unfair.

both amused and exasperated. He squatted down beside her. “Is the network of connections Old Mr. Russell left you really that

“Of course!”

is the important one,

a choked gasp. “You’re spouting

down her face, a sight Arnold couldn’t bear to witness. He took her by the hand and

his back. Yet, the moment he turned around, she transformed into

a solution? Why come to me?” he asked. Hearing that, Josie lowered her

sneered, “That’s his style, always

an insult. Josie nodded

drunk too much, her stance unsteady. She deliberately moved closer to him, lowering her voice. “When

hearing this, Arnold evidently became much more cautious.

were alive and the first person you informed was Summer, right? Is Rachel also working for you? Do they all know you’re still alive? You had conspired with them to set a trap for me, to use me. You said Dexter was using me, but aren’t you doing the same?” The night was shrouded in a melancholic haze, and the woman’s eyes were filled with deep emotion yet shattered. “What is real, and

he was unexpectedly moved by

“You’re drunk,” he said.

the influence of alcohol, Josie asked, “When you said you loved me and that you could take me away, giving up everything else, were

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