Southlink seemed to be where Wayne was staying, wellâequipped with the best surgeons in Rivodia.
As soon as Arnold arrived, he was sent for treatment instantly.
It was a busy night. Josie stayed with him the entire time, wiping sweat off his face and feeding him the prescribed medicine.
During the brief moments when he gained consciousness, he begged Wayne to let Josie go.
Each time she heard that, she felt like a dagger had been pointed at her back.
After the critical period, Josie was brought by the servants to the shower. When she returned, Wayne sat in the room with her gun in his hands.
She narrowed her eyes at him. âMr. Dalton, if you take this gun, it shows that youâre also taking the troubles that ensued. Are you sure?â
He pointed the gun at her. âYou already have a husband, yet you still flirt with Arnold. Looks like youâre not a decent woman.â D Josie couldnât be bothered to explain the situation to him. Instead, she fearlessly walked. forward, even with the threat of the gun being pointed at her. âItâs my honor to make ment work for me.â
The gun was at her throat, but she was sure he wouldnât fire it.
âDonât you have any space for a woman, Mr. Dalton? Youâve been enjoying wealth and for years. Isnât there anyone who catches your eye?â
Josieâs brown eyes reflected courage and calmness as she looked at him.
Through the mask, Wayne stared at her intently. âThis trick of yours might work with. Arnold, but not me.â
It was not a good position to be held at gunpoint. Josie felt the reflex to retch, but she still replied, âIf you want to kill me, at least wait until heâs up.â
He tightened the trigger. âI donât need his approval to kill you.â
Josie forced herself to stay calm despite slightly trembling.
However, he never pulled the trigger. Hence, she knew that her assumptions were right.
âArnold wonât work for you anymore if Iâm dead on your hands. I know you need him.â
youâre alive, I have a million ways to make life harder than death.â
With that, he left with his arms behind his back. It was at that moment Josie noticed how his hands seemed to show that he was a young man. The color of his skin tone was unable to be covered up.
When Arnold woke up in the evening, Josie was blocked by Wayne outside while they had a conversation.
She leaned against the door anxiously. After a while, Mr. Vipera finally opened the door, making her fall into the room.
She instantly ran to Arnold. âAre you feeling better? Are you okay?â
Wayne looked at them indifferently. âRemember your promise.â
After he left, she held Arnoldâs hands. âWhat did you promise him?â
A forced smile appeared on his pale face.
âYou know he wonât let me go unless I have something for him in return.â
Her grip tightened guiltily. âIâm so sorry, Arnold. Iâm sorry,â she apologized with a quaver.
âThereâs nothing to cry about. You were so bold when you fired that shot.â He still had the capacity to make jokes.
âStop talking about that⦠She trembled as she remembered that moment. âWhatâs next for LIS?â
Arnoldâs gaze became vacant. âMr. Dalton wonât allow you to leave. You might have to stay here for a while.â
After hearing he was fine, she heaved a sigh. Right after that, a surge of despair flooded her.
She was getting fearful from all that happened. All she wanted at that moment was to safely return to Dexter.