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.”

Dexter’s brow furrowed even more, but Mark was the first to respond, “I’ll have to assign someone to accompany you to ensure Josie’s safety.”

He leisurely asked, “What’s the matter, Dexter? Can’t you make

the

you wanted

eyebrows quivered,

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

her plea. However, making a real

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

Wayne. “Mr. Russell, it’s time for you

the wind, offering no

you, so he went to great lengths to find me. Can you guess

subtly turned his body to the

want to warn you that if you don’t

in trouble. Dexter abruptly closed his eyes, unable to bear revealing even a hint of his thoughts

moment, he pursed his lips. “Wait

the phone, Arnold chuckled. “Have

pointed the gun in his hand at

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