Chapter 725 Arnold Could Not Hurt Josie


    Arnold beckoned to Mark and whispered something to him.


    “Are you certain?” Mark’s suspicions turned to doubt.


    “Yes, I am.”


    Having his suspicions resolved, Mark snapped his fingers to summon his bodyguard and quickly


    departed.


    Without the burly bodyguard holding her in ce, Josie sat up with a sigh of relief and shook the


    muscle soreness away.


    “How did you get on his bad side?” Arnold asked as he entered the room.


    “I find it hard to believe you’re here for work,” Josie responded without answering his question.


    “Would you believe me if I said I’m a prince, here to save the princess?”


    “Well, mission aplished. You can go now.”


    As they exited the room, Josie saw the bodyguard Dexter sent to protect her still lingering outside.


    When Moses saw her, he quickly announced that the ne was going to depart soon and beckoned for


    her to hurry.


    Josie jogged to the boarding area. However, before she could hand over her boarding pass to the crew


    member, Arnold snatched the piece of paper away. rmed, she tried to wrest her paper back, but to


    her surprise, he had two pieces of boarding passes in his hand.


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    “Wow, I guess we’re on the same flight!” Arnold eximed.


    Josie was astounded, but Moses was even more disbelieving. “Mr. Carter, I believe this would be


    inappropriate.”


    Arnold grinned.


    “The ne doesn’t belong to the Russells. Why can’t I board the same flight?” He responded


    lightheartedly as he handed the boarding passes to the crew member.


    After boarding the ne, Josie stole the opportunity to call someone before she had to turn. her phone


    on airne mode.


    “Sergeant Buncho?”


    Arnold nearly choked when he realized that Josie had called the police.


    “I want to lodge a report. I was uwfully detained by Mark Olsen, the head of the Olsen. family, at the


    airport. I have been released, but his actions deeply scarred me.”


    Arnold’s shock gave way to reverence.


    “I suspect that he isplicit in my father’s disappearance. Do you remember that you asked me


    whether we had any enemies? Now you have your answer,” Josie paused to listen. Then she added,


    “okay, I trust you will follow the lead I just provided. Let me know if your have news.


    She hung up the call and switched her phone off, but her expression remained stern.


    “Did you just lodge a report against Mark Olsen?” Arnold grinned.


    “Can’t I do that? He detained me for around three minutes!” Josie gritted her teeth as she recalled


    every grueling second of her encounter with him.


    “A measly sergeant won’t be able to touch Mark, you know?”


    Josie burst out inughter and tilted her head towards Arnold. “Do I look that na?ve? I know that, but I


    relish any small inconvenience I can create for them.”


    “Would you like an exposé or a press conference?”


    “Would you do that for me?”


    She was so excited she could burst, but Arnold merely rolled his eyes at her.


    Meanwhile, Dexter watched as the nes whooshed into the sky as the cold air wrapped around his


    body. Wisps of smoke curled around his fingers and disappeared into the mist.


    Larry, his secretary, approached him hesitantly as he watched his employer stare at the sky.


    “Mr. Russell, we just received news that Arnold Carter and Mrs. Russell are on the same flight.”


    Dexter did not respond, as if he had already anticipated this report.


    “Has the shipment at the port been delivered?”


    “Yes, it was delivered at the same time Mrs. Russell’s ne departed.”


    Dexter huffed. “That shipment is worth 80 million, yet they were unwilling to ship it out.


    With Wavery’s authority breathing down their necks, I’m certain those are some ck- market


    materials. The only way they could move it was to have Arnold send it out. personally. He sure is a true


    business yer.”


    Larry nodded. “Should we inform Mrs. Russell?”


    “She’ll know the moment she disembarks from the ne.”


    Larry paused momentarily, adding, “Would it be dangerous for her? Arnold doesn’t tiptoe around


    death.”


    Dexter squeezed his eyebrows together. Why does my cigarette taste like bile? Where is the usual hit


    of dopamine?


    Turning to Larry, he shook his head. “He would never dare to hurt Josie.”