A glimmer of determination flickered in Morganâs eyes.
âDonât act impulsively on your own. Our people are on their way to Olsen Residence!â Ryan shouted.
Morgan immediately ended the call.
The servants in front of him were all staring at him, filled with confusion. Morgan kicked the trash can next to him. âWhy are you just standing there? Lead the way to the back of the mountain!â
His arrogance was excessive.
In the abandoned factory, Mark, who had experienced a rollercoaster of emotions, tightly held onto Josieâs hand, refusing to let go.
They were covered in blood and flesh, worn down by the ropes, a sight that was shocking to behold.
For a long time, Mark couldnât calm his emotions. He had been witnessing his daughterâs suffering all this time, the pain of their familial bond tugging at his heartstrings.
Josie flashed a mocking smile. âNo matter how long you look, this wound wonât heal.â
Just like the pain she had endured over the years, it would leave permanent scars.
Mark had so many words he wanted to say, but he didnât know where to begin.
Uncertain if it was an illusion, Josie felt as though he had aged ten years overnight.
A strange thought surged within her, making her feel uneasy. She turned her face away. âCan you release me now? Can you refrain from sending me abroad?â
Mark closed his eyes, recalling the foolish words he had spoken not long ago. Suddenly, he reached out and slapped himself twice.
This action left Josie frozen in place. âWhat are youââ
âIâm sorry.â Markâs apology was simply an outlet for his own anger. He didnât even dare to utter the word âfatherâ because he knew he was unworthy. âLetâs go.â
However, before they could take two steps, Johnny, wielding his knife, approached them. He looked even more menacing than before. âDid I say you could leave?â
Instinctively, Mark moved Josie behind him, narrowing his eyes. âYour loyal master is on the verge of ruin. Are you still willing to risk your lives for her?â
When Mark thought of Rachel, he clenched his teeth in resentment.
Johnny had naturally heard everything that had just transpired as well. Rachelâs heart-wrenching cries made his heart ache with sympathy.
He remembered her stubbornness and raised his knife. âWhat do you think?â
Josie understood clearly that he was an outlaw. Rachel was in trouble, so he would act even more recklessly.
âDo you have any idea who I am?â Mark raised his walking stick, pointing at him with fury in his voice.
âI donât care who you are. You simply canât leave. I donât believe that once youâre out, youâll leave us alone!â Johnny fiercely grabbed the walking stick, yanking it back forcefully. Mark lost his balance and nearly fell.
Josie supported him, whispering, âThere are only two of us. We canât fight them. Letâs try to buy some time.â
However, apart from Johnny, the rest of the lackeys werenât very confident. They were all street thugs who hadnât done anything significant before, let alone deal with these two.
âJohnny, maybe itâs best to back off. Heâs Mark Olsen!â And standing beside him, astonishingly, was the real Liana who had shocked Wavery.
If things went wrong, they wouldnât be able to escape the consequences.
âEnough with the talk. Leave if youâre scared. But I have to stay!â Johnny rebuked angrily, then he pointed his knife at Josie.
He forcefully pushed Mark to the ground. Josie heard the sound of bones breaking.
Mark struggled to get up.
âRachel is in trouble, so youâre not allowed to live well either.â
Johnny steadily advanced, while Josie retreated step by step. However, due to his injuries, his steps were small.
She shook her head, her face pale. âSpare us. I promise we wonât pursue this once weâre out.â
âWhy should I trust you? Even if what youâre saying is true, I donât want it!â