EN By Snow De Eira Chapter 472Chapter 472
He felt a wrenching pain in his heart as his stomach tied up in knots. Josiah bellowed furiously into the
phone, “Ysabelle, don‘t you dare touch her!”
Ysabelle said nothing and all Josiah could hear was Meredith‘s painful cries. After a moment, Ysabelle
finally replied in a mocking tone, “Didn‘t you watch the video that I sent you? The baby is gone, Josiah.
Why do you still care if she dies?” “Or...” Ysabelle cackled and added, “could it be that you‘re calling me
to tell me that you’re giving up on her? That you don‘t care whether she dies or not?”
“Cut your bull and tell me what it is that you want!” With his teeth gritted tightly together, Josiah
seethed, “Ysabelle, if you‘re smart enough, you know better that killing Meredith won’t do you any
good. So tell me what it is that you want and I‘ll do what I can.”
Ysabelle laughed instead, “You‘re a funny man, aren‘t you, Mister Josiah? Even if I ask for a hundred
million dollars, what‘s the use of that money anyway? It‘s not like I have the chance to use it. Unless
you give me my freedom. But oh wait, you‘ve even taken away my chance to request medical parole,
haven‘t you? So no, I don‘t think there‘s anything that you can give
me.”
“Freedom? That‘s what you want? Okay, I‘ll give it to you,” Josiah replied. As long as she was willing to
let Meredith go, Josiah was willing to accept all of Ysabelle‘s requests.
But Ysabelle did not believe him because Josiah accepted her request without any hesitation.
“That was easy,” Ysabelle laughed and added, “well let me guess what you have planned out, hmm?
You‘re convincing me to let Meredith go and after that, you‘ll report me to the cops and have me lockedup in jail again. And I‘ll be sentenced for another crime. Not to mention freedom, I don‘t think I‘ll be able
to walk out of jail alive, do I?”
“No. I am a man of my word.” Josiah did not wish to waste any more time with her.
All he wanted was to save Meredith.
But Ysabelle was not someone who could be easily convinced. Josiah was a man who would drag his
own wife to hell just to see her suffer, let alone Ysabelle...someone who dared to challenge and
provoke him.
Hence, no matter what Josiah said, she would not trust him.
But still, she said, “Since you want to save her so badly, why don‘t you come on over here on your own
to get her? But let me remind you, Mister Josiah. This place is secluded and dangerous, I‘m afraid that
you won‘t be able to save yourself, let alone save her.”
Josiah finally understood Ysabelle‘s intentions.
Ysabelle had no intention of letting Meredith or him go. All she wanted was to get her revenge.
Hence, he decided to stop negotiating with her and ended the call. Upon hearing the sounds of a car
approaching them, Ysabelle felt even more jealous of Meredith.
Ysabelle could not understand why Josiah would risk his life to save someone as hideous as Meredith.
“Josiah Shelby, do you really feel guilty for Nia‘s death?” Ysabelle cackled sinisterly as she stared at
Josiah who was downstairs, and added, “Do you really think that if you let guilt live in you or treat
Meredith nicer, you‘d be able to get rid of all your wrongdoings?” It was an abandoned factory with
construction materials scattered around.Under the dimmed and faint yellow lights, Josiah seemed to blend in with the dark and cold
surroundings. And from afar, he looked even colder. But Ysabelle was not intimidated by him.
She dragged Meredith who was crying frantically from the floor and leaned her toward the railing of the
third floor. “See this? Your precious wife has gone crazy again because she can‘t accept the fact that
her child is dead!”
Looking at Meredith‘s ruffled hair and her body that was covered in filth, Josiah felt devastated. “Edith!
Edith, are you okay?”
At the sound of Josiah‘s familiar voice, Meredith slowly came back to her senses and looked
downstairs.
And her tears started falling down her cheeks. “Joe, our baby is gone! Those evil people killed
him!”
novelbin“Don‘t worry, Edith. Our baby will not die.” “Really?” In disbelief, Meredith asked, “Is it true that our child
will not die, Joe?”