Chapter 91 Exposing Her Identity Josie was still shocked to discover that Calvin owned Heaven on Earth. As she was still thinking. Mr.
Lane returned to his seat and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. âMr. Lane is quite impressive.â
Josie lighted his cigarette with a lighter and willed her hands not to shake. âYes, we wonât be here if not for him.â
âMiss, want to come home with me tonight?â Mr. Lane leaned close and was about to kiss Josieâs check. He seemed pretty pleased with her.
Josie skillfully avoided him and whispered, âOf course, if you offer the right price.â
Mr. Lane was happy with her response. Josie reached for a glass of beer. However, she accidentally leaned over too much, causing a card to slip out of her pocket and fall onto the carpet.
âWhat is that?â
Josie was stunned and almost forgot to breathe when she saw Mr. Lane pick up that card. He placed it under the light to look at it more closely.
Oh no! I forgot to remove it!
âHeaven on Earth guest card?â Mr. Lane raised his voice incredulously. Then, his face twisted with fury as he glared at Josie, âYouâre not Mr. Barrettâs staff!â
Josieâs thought was a mess. She was too afraid to move. âI⦠I must have taken it by accident.â
Mr. Lane grabbed a knife from the table and retreated a few steps. He seemed fully alert. âYou there!
Call that girl now!â
His subordinates rushed to find a phone and called Josieâs number. Luckily, Josie had silenced her phone, so they could not catch her with a ringing phone. Still, Mr. Lane refused to give up and ordered, âSearch for her!â
Everything was so sudden that Josie had no time to find an excuse to escape. A group of people rushed to her and searched all over the body. They found the phone in her pocket and unlocked the screen to find two missed calls.
âD*mn woman! How dare you trick me?â Mr. Lane yelled and threw her phone against the wall, shattering its screen.
Josie nearly blacked out from fear.
âMr. Lane, I came here to negotiate with you. Thereâs no need to go that far, right? Moreover, you only gave me a few hours. How am I to get five hundred thousand?â
She had lost all her sense of playfulness from before and retreated as she spoke. It took all her will not to cry.
The knife gleamed in Mr. Laneâs hand. He spat and said, âSo you thought to seduce me to write off the debt? Look at yourself in the mirror. You think youâre worth five hundred thousand?â
He grabbed Josieâs long hair and dragged her to Justin. âHow dare you two trick me?â
The ruse had been exposed, so Justin knew things were hopeless for him. He cried so much that he almost fainted and could not speak.
Mr. Lane forced Josie to kneel on the floor, hurting her knees. At the same time, he gripped her hair.
tightly, forcing her to look up. Then, he placed his knife against her face. âHow dare you use a honey trap on me? You are the first person to attempt it. Should I press the knife harder? Can you imagine being disfigured?â
Josie thought she would die. She shuddered fearfully and said, âPlease, letâs talk about this, Mr. Lane. I was wrong. Iâm sorry for what Iâve done.â
However, Mr. Lane smiled manically. âAre you scared now? I should try then.â
With that, he pressed the sharp tip of the knife into the left side of her face, leaving a red line on her snowâwhite skin. Soon, blood dripped from the wound. Josie panicked but did not dare to struggle.
âKill me! You might as well kill me!â
âKill you? You donât deserve it. Itâs tooâ¦â
âStop right there!â A cold and intimidating male voice interrupted Mr. Lane before someone kicked dow!
the door.