The water in the dungeon suddenly tilted downward, the water level rising to reach Josie’s neck.
Her struggles proved futile, and she closed her eyes, awaiting her impending drowning.
Josephine turned off the water valve and said, “If you don’t speak up, I’ll turn it back on, and you’ll surely die.”
Josie, however, remained incredibly composed. “If I die, you’ll die too.”
“Even on the brink of death, you’re still so defiant. I doubt you’ll have the chance to witness my demise.”
Josephine tried to turn the water valve again, but the bodyguard held her back. He shook his head and said, “We can’t drown her yet. Mr. Carter needs her alive for his plans, so she can’t die now!”
“What’s the point? She’s just a woman! Move aside!”
“I really can’t let this happen, Ms. Yowell!”
“You…”
As the two continued to argue above, Josie was utterly exhausted. Her legs were weak, barely able to keep her standing. Finally, she found the strength to speak up. “Summer Olsen…”
Upon hearing her voice, Josephine turned to his side, waiting for her next words.
“I suppose Arnold promised to be with you for a lifetime, even going so far as to tell you that you’re the only woman he would ever marry.”
When Josie spoke these words, she clearly saw a flicker of uncertainty cross Josephine’s face. “I advise you to first find out who Summer is, then investigate whether Arnold can actually marry you.”
Josephine was no fool, but she still firmly believed in Arnold. “He wouldn’t deceive me.”
Josie fell silent, finding nothing more to say to a lovestruck fool like her.
Josephine paused for a moment, but in the end, she stepped out of the prison. Once outside, she immediately made a phone call.
“Dad?”
“How are you doing, Josephine? Are you close to your destination?” The voice on the other end was evidently filled with worry, having been up all night.
“Not yet, Dad, Can you help me look up someone?”
“Who?”
“Summer Olsen.”
Inside the water dungeon, Josie tilted her head upwards. Noticing a camera pointed directly at her, she said with a strained voice, “I know you’re watching. If you really have the guts, then tell Josephine the truth. You’ll gain nothing in the end by exploiting a woman’s love for you.”
There was no response.
“Are you so certain that she won’t leave you, even after knowing the truth? You’re overly confident.”
Still, there was no response.
“Kill me!” Splashes of water erupted as Josie stood on the brink of her defenses collapsing. Her voice echoed. “You might as well kill me directly. I look down on you for tormenting me like this!”
After a moment, a voice finally came through the camera. “I wouldn’t have said those things to Josephine if I were you.”
It was cold and laced with mockery.
“Since I was the one who brought her aboard, I obviously had my reasons. You’re too foolish, Josie.”
These words felt like a divine torment.
“She was an innocent, even kind-hearted woman. If you pleaded with her, there was a chance she might secretly let you go. Josie, you’ve made another wrong move. Weren’t you always the best at playing coy and acting vulnerable? Why have you stopped?”
He response was dripping with irony. Josie was on the brink of madness at that point. The seawater was corroding her entire body, pushing her to the edge of collapse.
“Just go ahead and kill me.”
“The video had already been sent to Dexter, and I am eagerly anticipating his next move.”
At that time, in Wayne’s study.
“Price? What do you want, Mr. Dalton?”
Dexter leaned back in his chair, his expression suddenly turning sinister.
“When you snatched that piece of land from my grasp, your methods were so decisive and swift. You must have relished the taste of victory, Mr. Russell. Now, it’s my turn.”
The mask on Wayne’s face was both enigmatic and bewildering.
“I yield.” Dexter didn’t even blink an eye when he said that.
“Such a quick agreement. It seems I should have asked for more,” Wayne said, somewhat taken aback.
