Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 1211

A sharp glint flashed in Wayne's eyes. “It happened just half an hour ago.”

They received the news quite promptly, yet they were still unable to prevent it.

Narrowing his eyes, Wayne watched the small boat disappear into the distance. He scoffed coldly. “Dexter, you're playing me.”

The wind whistled through the phone as Dexter let out a sigh. “I only just heard the news myself, and I'm all the way in Wavery. There's no way I could have delivered the evidence so quickly. Wayne, you might want to check. Perhaps the news was leaked by one of our own.”

Dexter was too cunning, not someone Wayne could trust easily. Wayne lifted his gaze, sweeping it over Arnold, who stood on the deck. The morning wind whipped up his coat, obscuring his expression.

“Mr. Russell, your attempts at sowing discord were rather lackluster.” After hanging up, Wayne immediately dialed another number.

As Arnold watched Dexter gradually approach, he promptly set down his telescope and headed toward the water dungeon.

The gradually approaching footsteps seemed to tug at Josie's nerves like a taut string. She had reached her limit, unable to even open her eyes.

“Robyn...” Josephine was the first to speak, rousing from her sorrow. She looked at the man before her in surprise, then realizing she had called him by the wrong name, she corrected herself with a bitter smile, “Arnold.”

He slightly furrowed his brows, reaching out to help her up. “The water dungeon is cold and dreary. It's not a place you should be.”

Josephine glanced at the barely breathing Josie. “Had I not come, perhaps there would be many things I wouldn't have known.”

Arnold seemed oblivious to the world around him. He reached out, gently arranging Josephine's hair. “The words of the dying can't be heard.”

He then raised his voice and commanded, “Scar, escort Ms. Yowell out.”

Scar immediately stepped forward, but Josephine remained still. She stared blankly at Arnold. “Will she die?”