Crimson Oasis of Aesper was a renowned nightclub bustling with people from all walks of life, each with their own unique character. Led by a waiter, Joseph made his way to the entrance of a private VIP room."The gentleman has arrived," announced the two guards stationed at the entrance, one of them holding onto a black bowler hat reminiscent of those worn during funerals."Mr. Joseph, this is a gift from Mr. Otto—" the man began, but his words were cut short as the man behind Joseph delivered a forceful slap across his face. "Fuck! Who do you think you are? I'll send you to your grave!"The guard was instantly hurled against the wall, and the hat in his hand conveniently landed on the head of his companion. Lucas raised his thumbs at Vince Fiersen in admiration. "Bro, you truly live up to your name. You’re fearsome and formidable."Mr. Joseph always brought this man to such occasions. With his towering height of 1.9 meters and weight of 190 kilograms, Vince truly commanded attenti
"Maybe I've been aware of your so-called lead for quite some time now."Otto replied with confidence, sneering, "That's impossible."While Fairlight may hold some influence in the business world, it lacked Duskfall’s extensive reach and connections. The only organization that could rival Duskfall was Imperium. Joseph may have sought the assistance of someone affiliated with Imperium for tracking and investigation.The nature of Imperium was akin to Duskfall. Though Imperium was a relatively new organization established just two years ago, it had grown rapidly."Tsk." Joseph settled into the plush leather sofa, casually swirling the wine in his glass. He unbuttoned his suit jacket, revealing a sleek black silk shirt that accentuated his handsome yet dangerous demeanor. "Whatever Duskfall uncovers, I’m capable of discovering as well.""Do you think I’d believe you?""Whether you believe me or not is entirely up to you," Joseph replied, motioning for Otto to come closer. "But I have
Joseph furrowed slightly and replied in a nonchalant tone, "There was a little accident."Xavia frowned and thought, 'A little accident? Was it an external factor or something personal?' External factors should not affect the development of the situation, but things would be different if it were personal. Although she planned to switch her baby with Chloe's, she would rather that Chloe have a fallout with Joseph. "There's nothing for you here. Leave. Stop coming here," Joseph said with an air of dismissal.Xavia's face turned pale. She gripped her clothes and forced a smile on her face. "I was just worried about Ms. Chloe, but I'm happy to hear from her that you two have gotten back together."Joseph paused in his tracks. Turning his head around, he gazed deeply at Xavia and asked, "Did Chloe really say that?""No… She said that…" Xavia stammered, then stopped. "Never mind, how it came about doesn't matter. Let's focus on the outcome.""Speak," Joseph's voice was icy, laced wi
A flicker of disgust crossed Joseph's handsome face in response to Xavia's actions, but he resisted the urge to push her away. "We'll discuss this later," he said. He believed that impatience would not lead to a good outcome, especially in critical moments when one must endure humiliation and carry burdens.After Xavia left, Joseph sat in his chair in contemplation. When Xavia accompanied him to the event tomorrow, it would undoubtedly expose her to the public eye and divert the Sinclairs’ attention toward her. Considering Cyrus's deranged personality, she would be put in an extremely dangerous position. He might even harm the child in her womb.Joseph could not understand what had driven him to make such a decision just now. Subconsciously, he wanted to protect Chloe, just like when he learned about the risks of the abortion procedure yesterday. The thought of her losing her life on the operating table made his heart bleed. However, he could not bear to let her birth Icarus' chi
"I don't believe you! You want to kill my baby…" Chloe sobbed, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were red and filled with helplessness as she continued to struggle.Joseph had no other choice but to get the house helper to use some rope to restrain her to the bed."Release her after three hours," Joseph instructed the helper before he left. Three hours should be enough time for the medicine to be absorbed."Yes, sir," the helper replied obediently.Chloe lost track of how long she had been crying. Her disheveled hair clung to her damp cheeks as she remained bound to the bed, the coarse ropes leaving red marks on her delicate skin. She stared blankly at the ceiling as her heart filled with despair. As time ticked by, the pain she expected did not come.After three hours, the helper finally came to untie her. “Why do you have to make such trouble? Mr. Joseph is doing this for your own good. Every day, he asks if you have been eating properly. He cares about you. It's a blessin
“Please Patrick… Please save me… Joseph is driving me mad. I can't take it anymore," Chloe sobbed, her voice filled with despair. Her days had become unbearably painful, and she feared she could not hold on much longer.Patrick glanced at Harold, who stood nearby with a serious expression. He hesitated before asking, "Have you and Mr. Joseph not reconciled yet?""No, he doesn't trust me, and I don't want him to trust me anymore."Their relationship resembled a mirage—an illusory oasis in the desert. It seemed within reach, yet always slipped through their fingers. After the mirage disappeared, all that remained were incessant arguments and lingering doubts.Chloe felt exhausted. If they could not find a way to sustain their relationship, perhaps it was time for them to let go. But unfortunately, even parting ways seemed like a luxury at the moment.Patrick was caught in a dilemma. He looked toward Harold and silently mouthed, "What should we do, sir?""Ask Chloe if the child re
Harold could sense Chloe's grievance through her voice. Waving, he said, "Don't agitate her any further. Just say yes."Patrick nodded and replied, "I'll do my best to persuade Mr. Joseph."Chloe's heart blossomed with a glimmer of hope, and tears began to fill her eyes. "Thank you, Patrick. I won't bother you anymore."*After hanging up, Patrick looked at Harold with a troubled expression. "Sir, it seems like things are really over between them."If Joseph was the father to the baby in Chloe's womb, then his actions this time would be truly disappointing.Harold said as he frowned, "The biggest issue between them right now is the baby. If we want them to get back together, we need to first clarify the child's paternity.""Given Ms. Chloe's current state of mind, she probably won't agree to an amniocentesis."Harold’s hands went around a cup, but he made no move to drink its contents. His eyes fixated on a mid-match chessboard, lost in contemplation.Knowing that he was deep
"It's no small favor. You saved Coco's life. When she regains her freedom, she'll definitely express her heartfelt gratitude to you," Emily said sincerely.Noah frowned. "But didn't you say she went home? Isn't she free now?""I'm not entirely sure. All she told me was that Joseph took her back to his house. For now, she and the child should be safe," Emily replied. Unbeknownst to her, Chloe had kept the incident of Joseph forcefully feeding her the herbal medicine a secret to spare her from worry.Noah quickly grasped Chloe's current situation. "So apart from not undergoing the procedure, she’s still confined much like before.""Yeah, but it's slightly better than being in the hospital because she can make phone calls now," Emily explained."What does she use to make calls? A mobile phone?" Noah asked."No, it's a landline," Emily answered.Noah nodded understandingly and got the landline number from Emily. Without continuing the conversation, he casually found an excuse to end