Chapter 200 Wilson Zoha Is Dead

• Dicky Johnson discreetly held a knife behind Joyce Albert's back, commanding her to remain silent. The two of them smoothly passed the security guard at the front door and arrived at a small parking lot not far from the Villa.
• "If you cooperate like this, Joyce, I'll be good to you," Dicky said, putting away the knife he had held against Joyce's back. He smiled at the woman in front of him and lifted his chin, gesturing for Joyce to get into the car.
• Joyce had no desire to go with Dicky. Her body remained tense and motionless, her lower lip tightly clenched.