Chapter 723: Chapter 724 Use Your Marriage as a Transaction

Mark has met all kinds of characters in his life and knew that he was a good judge of character, and yet he secretly applauded Josie’s father for raising her to be a respectable. young lady. She is firm. Most people would’ve agreed that they wish they had been born richer, and with the same breath, discount their parents’ efforts.

In fact, he was the one who was swayed by Josie’s resilience.

“I hope you will remain as stubborn as you are today after this blows over.”

Josie got up. “Your words make you sound complicit in my father’s disappearance, Mr. Olsen.”

“He is not worth my time,” the middle-aged man responded.

Josie, who intended to leave the room, felt her temper rise when she heard Mark. “Your pride will be your downfall, Mr. Olsen. Be careful not to lose Liana – you might find it hard to gather allies.”

Mark’s eyes widened in horror upon hearing her words.

“Guards! Keep her here! She will not be able to leave or go to Rivodia unless she apologizes for what she said!”

Josie’s temper flared. “How dare you do this to me!” She screamed, but the guards had already grabbed her wrists.

Mark rose from his seat. “You have nothing on me, you pathetic little girl.”

He knew that she was in a rush. Hence keeping her here would inconvenience her greatly.

With the guard pinning her down in her seat, Josie could only follow with her eyes as Mark walked past her towards the exit.

She began yelling his name to no avail but was surprised to hear Mark’s footstep stop after opening the door as if something was stopping him from leaving.

“Here you are, Father. It was hard to find you.”

Josie felt her spirit rise. “Arnold! Help me!”

Arnold peeked into the room over Mark’s shoulder. “What are you doing, Father?”

Mark squinted at him, suspicious that Arnold could find him at such an opportune moment. “Why are you here?”

“I’m working. I heard that you were here and decided to drop by to say hello.”

“How could you wear that to work?” Mark questioned, unable to believe what Arnold said.

“You know my style. Dexter’s the one who dresses well.”

“And does Summer know about this?”

“Of course!”

Josie tried and failed to twist around to face the door and began to shout even more. “Arnold! Are you there?”

“Yes, I am,” Arnold responded, but Mark refused to budge from the doorway.

Arnold could not help but grin to himself. “Why are you picking a fight with a woman, Father?”

Mark raised an eyebrow when he heard Arnold’s question. “And who is she to you?”

“You can say that she’s… An old friend.” Arnold emphasized, insinuating that Josie was his old. flame.

“I know her. You can leave her in my hands.”