Chapter 975


    “I want to drink water.”


    “Bear with it!”


    “If I had died of thirst, I wouldn’t have been able to see your sister’s wedding.”


    Johnny stared at her impatiently, then reluctantly picked up the bottle of mineral water from the ground


    and slowly fed it to Josie. “Didn’t get enough rainwaterst night, did you?”


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    After finishing her drink, Josie finally felt a bit more at ease. She looked at Johnny and suddenly burst


    intoughter, aughter that was truly heartfelt.


    Baffled by herughter, Johnny eximed, “What are youughing at?”


    Josie was very happy. “You’re so young. Why do you always pretend to be fierce and menacing? You


    can’t even pull it off convincingly.”


    At first nce, Johnny appeared to be someone who had been thrown into the hustle and bustle of


    society at a young age. His face bore the marks of hardship, yet it was clear that he was not particrly


    old.


    After being teased, he gave a fierce kick, sending the stool flying. “Stop trying to cozy up to me,” he


    barked, “It’s none of your d*mn business!”


    “In a rush, aren’t you?” Josie pursued, “You haven’t done anything life-threatening before, have you?


    Just by looking at your knife, which doesn’t even have a sharpened edge, I can tell it’s only for show.”


    Johnny was poked fun again, a hint of embarrassment on his face. “If you’re seeking death, I can draw


    my de right now!” he threatened.


    “Are you Heather’s university ssmate?” Josie looked at him, analyzing, “But it doesn’t seem like it.


    You don’t appear to have received higher education.”


    “You really have the nerve to say that. Don’t you value your life?” Johnny was furious, gripping her


    throat tightly.


    “She must be someone you met off-campus, right? She must have done something significant for you,


    a huge favor, that make you go to such lengths for her, correct?” Josie couldn’t stop herself. A picture


    was already forming in her mind.


    She wasn’t sure if her guess was correct, but Johnny’s gaze held a certainplexity. His force


    intensified as he retorted, “What’s it to you?”


    “You hold my life in your hands. How could it not matter?”


    This sentence served as a reminder to Johnny. Heather had instructed him that she must not die.


    He abruptly let go. Josie coughed a few times and said, “You never thought Heather would have the


    status she has now, did you? I guess she must have been quite timid and very kind. Did you ever


    imagine she would turn out like this, wishing she could kill me?”


    Johnny’s face bore a menacing re as he stared at her fiercely. “It was you who first stole everything


    from her. You deserve to die!”


    Josie shed a smile.


    “Why are youughing?”


    “Did she promise you that even if you killed me, she would find a way to ensure your safe escape? You


    knew this ce wouldn’t be discovered by anyone, so you trusted her even more, didn’t you?”


    Josie understood clearly. “I urge you to think this through carefully. This is murder we’re talking about. If


    you truly get your hands dirty, your life will be over. Why go to such lengths for the sake of one


    person?”


    “Shut the h*ll up, and don’t pretend to know me so well!” Johnny stuffed a piece of cloth into Josie’s


    mouth, silencing her. Then he said, “I’ve seen plenty of people like you, all fake righteousness and


    hypocrisy.”


    He’s quite loyal.


    On the surface, Josie appeared calm, but in reality, she was quite frantic and worried.


    She waspletely unaware of what was happening in the outside world. The only thing she could be


    certain of was that she was at Olsen Residence.


    As night fell, the cold returned once more, leaving the surroundings devoid of any light. Josie’s stomach


    growled with hunger. She overheard a fewckeys whispering amongst themselves, “Boss, we haven’t


    eaten yet. We’re starving to death.”


    “Shut up! It will be delivered.”


    Just as he had said, it wasn’t long before Heather appeared, shlight in hand. She was also carrying a


    large bag of packed food, which she handed to Johnny, saying, “You’ve worked hard. How’s she?”


    “Her fever had subsided. She was talking too much, so I told her to be quiet.”


    Heather revealed a yful smirk. She walked up to Josie, removing the cloth from her mouth, “It seems


    you’re quite defiant.”