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.

The situation was the same for Arnold. In the vast expanse of the sea, two ships stood their ground, each commanding their own territory.

Listening carefully, she recognized it as the sound of a loudspeaker. “Have we left Wavery yet?” she

checked the locator. “Arnold is

Dexter still

which she took

Mr.

go. Although, it’ll be lucky for Dexter to escape unscathed, seeing that Arnold absolutely despises Dexter! Taking

she pleaded, “I just want to take a look. I won’t do anything rash. Is there

position, taking the initiative to explain, “Mr.

Dexter and I were both on the ship. Who could Arnold possibly

“Your father.”

She quickly discerned that the father being referred to

Josie had lost all sense of reason. She abruptly rose and rushed to the door, clinging to the window,

bow of the ship, his figure faintly visible

his hair had already turned

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