EN By Snow De Eira Chapter 472


    He felt a wrenching pain in his heart as his stomach tied up in knots. Josiah bellowed furiously into the


    phone, “Ysabelle, don‘t you dare touch her!”


    Ysabelle said nothing and all Josiah could hear was Meredith‘s painful cries. After a moment, Ysabelle


    finally replied in a mocking tone, “Didn‘t you watch the video that I sent you? The baby is gone, Josiah.


    Why do you still care if she dies?” “Or...” Ysabelle cackled and added, “could it be that you‘re calling me


    to tell me that you’re giving up on her? That you don‘t care whether she dies or not?”


    “Cut your bull and tell me what it is that you want!” With his teeth gritted tightly together, Josiah


    seethed, “Ysabelle, if you‘re smart enough, you know better that killing Meredith won’t do you any


    good. So tell me what it is that you want and I‘ll do what I can.”


    Ysabelleughed instead, “You‘re a funny man, aren‘t you, Mister Josiah? Even if I ask for a hundred


    million dors, what‘s the use of that money anyway? It‘s not like I have the chance to use it. Unless


    you give me my freedom. But oh wait, you‘ve even taken away my chance to request medical parole,


    haven‘t you? So no, I don‘t think there‘s anything that you can give


    me.”


    “Freedom? That‘s what you want? Okay, I‘ll give it to you,” Josiah replied. As long as she was willing to


    let Meredith go, Josiah was willing to ept all of Ysabelle‘s requests.


    But Ysabelle did not believe him because Josiah epted her request without any hesitation.


    “That was easy,” Ysabelleughed and added, “well let me guess what you have nned out, hmm?


    You‘re convincing me to let Meredith go and after that, you‘ll report me to the cops and have me locked


    up in jail again. And I‘ll be sentenced for another crime. Not to mention freedom, I don‘t think I‘ll be able


    to walk out of jail alive, do I?”


    “No. I am a man of my word.” Josiah did not wish to waste any more time with her.


    All he wanted was to save Meredith.


    But Ysabelle was not someone who could be easily convinced. Josiah was a man who would drag his


    own wife to hell just to see her suffer, let alone Ysabelle...someone who dared to challenge and


    provoke him.


    Hence, no matter what Josiah said, she would not trust him.


    But still, she said, “Since you want to save her so badly, why don‘t youe on over here on your own


    to get her? But let me remind you, Mister Josiah. This ce is secluded and dangerous, I‘m afraid that


    you won‘t be able to save yourself, let alone save her.”


    Josiah finally understood Ysabelle‘s intentions.


    Ysabelle had no intention of letting Meredith or him go. All she wanted was to get her revenge.


    Hence, he decided to stop negotiating with her and ended the call. Upon hearing the sounds of a car


    approaching them, Ysabelle felt even more jealous of Meredith.


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    Ysabelle could not understand why Josiah would risk his life to save someone as hideous as Meredith.


    “Josiah Shelby, do you really feel guilty for Nia‘s death?” Ysabelle cackled sinisterly as she stared at


    Josiah who was downstairs, and added, “Do you really think that if you let guilt live in you or treat


    Meredith nicer, you‘d be able to get rid of all your wrongdoings?” It was an abandoned factory with


    construction materials scattered around.


    Under the dimmed and faint yellow lights, Josiah seemed to blend in with the dark and cold


    surroundings. And from afar, he looked even colder. But Ysabelle was not intimidated by him.


    She dragged Meredith who was crying frantically from the floor and leaned her toward the railing of the


    third floor. “See this? Your precious wife has gone crazy again because she can‘t ept the fact that


    her child is dead!”


    Looking at Meredith‘s ruffled hair and her body that was covered in filth, Josiah felt devastated. “Edith!


    Edith, are you okay?”


    At the sound of Josiah‘s familiar voice, Meredith slowly came back to her senses and looked


    downstairs.


    And her tears started falling down her cheeks. “Joe, our baby is gone! Those evil people killed


    him!”


    “Don‘t worry, Edith. Our baby will not die.” “Really?” In disbelief, Meredith asked, “Is it true that our child


    will not die, Joe?”