Chapter 162 Call Him Arnold
Josie gulped and replied, “That’s… inappropriate.”
The Mercedes Benz stopped at the traffic light ahead. Josie was anxious, but Arnold appeared. relaxed. “Mr. Russell also calls me Arnold. So how is that inappropriate?”
Josie laughed and replied, “Mr. Carter, stop joking with me. I’m not in the same league as Mr. Russell.”
“I won’t pursue the car unless you call my name.” The light turned green. Arnold touched the steering wheel and whistled a tune, refusing to drive.
Josie panicked when she saw the Mercedes Benz traveling out of sight. She had no choice but to submit to his request. “Arnold! Arnold! Chase that car!”
Arnold smiled gleefully and stepped on the accelerator. He asked, “Why did you go to the hospital alone? Aren’t you worried something could happen to you?”
Josie thought his question was strange, but she was too focused on the car ahead to think about it. “Didn’t you also go to the hospital alone?”
She suddenly sensed something was wrong and turned to him curiously. “Is something wrong with your health?”
“You seem to wish something is wrong with me.” Arnold leaned into his seat.
Josie was surprised by his reply and immediately denied it. She grew more curious as she observed him more. He not only had wealth and prestige but was exceptionally handsome and had impeccable good taste. It was hard to imagine him being so in love and devoted to a
Woman.
Summer must be beautiful.
For some reason, Phil did not find it strange that Arnold’s car followed him or attempted to shake off Arnold’s car. Instead, he drove onto a main road, where Josie noticed more luxury cars. It felt like they had entered a different world.
Josie was curious. “What is this place?”
Arnold did not answer her but sped up. “Do you want me to go alongside the car?”
He seemed to understand what Josie was thinking. “Yes.”
Unlock succeeded
succeededared
peared Phil’s, Josie hid below the car window and raised camera lens at the Mercedes Benz’s front seats and manned
Then, she enlarged the photo on her phone and found Claire in it. “It’s really her…”
Phil’s Mercedes Benz entered a racecourse’s parking lot. Phil then exited the car with a stack. of documents, while Claire remained in the car alone.
Josie got up from hiding with some difficulty and looked outside. She discovered that all the luxury cars she saw on the road were now parked there. Thus, she guessed this was a grand racecourse exclusive for wealthy men.
She considered briefly before opening her chat with Dexter to send him the photo she had. taken. Suddenly, a voice sounded beside her. “Why does an ordinary employee have Dexter’s personal number? How strange.”
Arnold spoke flatly. It sounded like he knew the answer but still brought up the question to see her response.
Josie replied awkwardly, “It’s… for work. It’s easier to communicate with Mr. Russell this way.”
Arnold grunted as if he understood her. “But why not report to Ms. Miller? What kind of work requires you to report to him directly?”
Then, he paused briefly before continuing, “Could your task be acting as his wife?”
‘Thud. The phone slipped from Josie’s hand and fell on her foot. It was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
Arnold had a domineering presence. It was impossible to hide from him. Moreover, he seemed to know everything, so she could not feign ignorance or refuse to answer.
It seemed she would be in trouble no matter what she did.
After a moment, Arnold bent over and helped her pick up the phone. He waved it at her and chuckled. “You dropped your phone. Shouldn’t you pick it up?”
Josie gulped and took the phone immediately. “Thank you.”
He gripped the phone securely and did not let her take it. “Do you want to confront that woman?”
