Blind date turned proposal (Josie and Dexter) novel Chapter 881

Chapter 881 Summer Fears Her 

She was rich since childhood and, thus, had a basic ability to appreciate its value. 

She gave a sidelong glance. “It’s not worth much. What’s valuable is her identity.” 

Josie glanced at the notice board nearby. It clearly stated that after the exhibition, there would be a small auction. All proceeds from the auction would be donated entirely to impoverished mountainous regions. 

“If you say it like that, won’t she get angry?” 

Laura propped her chin with one hand, glancing at Heather, who was being entertained by Mark. “She? She has no say in matters, not like Summer.” 

Her tone was dismissive, not showing the slightest bit of respect. 

“What about you?” Josie suddenly asked. 

Laura was taken aback. “What?” 

“Do you have more say than Summer now?” 

Josie’s pupils were pitch black, and she looked at her very seriously. 

“Me?” Laura let out a sheepish laugh. “I’m just an outsider, working for them and doing their bidding. I don’t really count.” 

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“I must say, you seem quite capable. You should give it a try.” 

Laura’s smile turned somewhat awkward. She didn’t ask what specifically was being tested. 

After chatting with her for a while, Josie excused herself to the restroom. As she walked down the sun- drenched corridor, a sudden argument echoed from a corner. 

“I disagree. We’ve reached this point. There’s no turning back now.” 

It was unmistakably the voice of Arnold. 

Josie stood still, spotting two familiar figures. She subtly positioned herself to stay out of their sight. 

Summer’s mental state was still not very good, her exhaustion visible to the naked eye. “Arnold, I can’t wait any longer.” 

She lit a cigarette in frustration. “I’ve had enough of this life. Do you know how that b*tch looks at me? She’s taken everything from me! That b*tch. I’m leaving. I’m leaving right now!” 

“Summer!” Arnold grabbed her wrist as she was about to light the fire, his voice lowered. “Don’t forget. None of this belongs to her, nor to you.” 

Summer fell silent. Her eyes widened, filled with boundless fear. 

Arnold shook her off. “If you can tolerate it, then endure. If you can’t, I’ll find a way to make you disappear 

At the end of his words, there was an unmistakable threat. He was clearly not referring to a simple “disappearance” 

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Summer staggered back several steps, her hand on her forehead. She paced restlessly back and forth, finally gritting her teeth and saying, “Then you figure out a way to get Josie away from Morgan. I saw her again today! Arnold! Every time I see her, I can’t control myself. I feel like I’m going crazy!” 

The irritation in her words was not concealed in the slightest. 

“Do you think I don’t want to?” Arnold growled. “I want Morgan to disappear more than anyone else!” 

“It’s not Morgan, it’s Josie.” Summer clutched his arm, her tone almost pleading. “I want her gone. She’s like an omnipresent devil!” 

Josie stood not far away, her brows slightly furrowed and a chill running down her back. Summer definitely despises me. That much is certain. But now, it isn’t just disdain she’s feeling. It’s fear. Why?