Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter) novel Chapter 1217

The figure of Dexter gradually faded into the distance.

Calvin was frantic on the shore. He made a beeline for Wayne, only to be stopped by the bodyguards. “Can't you control him, Mr. Dalton?” he demanded, his voice laced with desperation. “Don't be so full of yourself. If something happens to Dexter, you're going down with him!”

Witnessing all that unfold, Wayne hadn't expected Arnold to be so audacious. He let out a muffled chuckle. “Your name is Calvin, right? You're as naive as Dexter. Well, after watching all that unfold for a night, I'm beat. It's time for me to leave.”

Wayne raised his hand, signaling for the team to disband.

His group was heading back when they saw a car driving against the traffic. It was unmistakably Mallory. She didn't even properly park before she jumped out of the car, quickly running to Calvin's side, brushing past Wayne as she did.

She said something, and the tension in Calvin eased somewhat. Only then did she turn around, narrowing her eyes at the retreating figure. “Is that Mr. Dalton? He's nothing but a shady sewer rat!”

The large ship sped across the ocean, swiftly leaving the territorial waters of Wavery behind. Arnold holstered his gun, and the two men sat together on the deck, gazing out at the boundless sea.

“Was it worth it? The money wasn't retrieved,” questioned Dexter.

“What I detested most was your demeanor, acting as if you had everything under control. Even when the woman you loved died, you remained utterly indifferent.”

“She, dead?” Dexter took out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to Arnold. “I don't think so.”

Arnold narrowed his eyes, a sense of unease creeping in. “What are you implying?” he asked.