“Mr. Joseph isn't dead yet, but how did you hear about this?""Huh? I read about it online."Lucas' heart sank. He quickly turned on the computer beside him and the headline popped up. The displayed photos were the same as the ones presented by Preston and Jonathan.Lucas felt disgusted. He did not need to think to know that Preston and his son were the ones who had released this information. They wanted everyone to know that Joseph had died so that Jonathan could take over."He's not dead?" Emily asked, "Is this just a false rumor spread by the media?""It's not the media. It's Preston," Lucas said as he pinched his brows, "I don't know why he and Jonathan suddenly returned, but someone must’ve tipped them off. Maybe Mr. Joseph's accident is related to them."Emily felt a shiver run down her spine. This looks like a trap specifically for Joseph. How’s he doing now?"Lucas sighed heavily, "Not well. Vince went to look for him but has still yet to find him. He's now searching the
“Then what about your wedding?""It'll proceed as planned.""Will Noah agree to it though?""Well…" In Chloe's mind, Noah was as warm as the sun, and he treated her nicely. However, when it came to this topic, she felt inexplicably uneasy and could not bring herself to discuss it with him.Emily sensed the hesitation in Chloe's voice and asked again, "Are you marrying Noah out of love? For example, if you had to choose between the child and Noah, who would you choose?"These questions confused Chloe. "Why are you suddenly asking me this?""Just answer my question," Emily urged."I… I don't know…" Chloe did not want to face these questions, especially questions about her and Joseph’s child. It made her think of that man’s arrogant face."Coco, you need to think it through. It's possible that you might face these problems in the future.""But the child is already gone," Chloe said, suppressing the pain in her heart. "The child died in that fire on the first day he came to this w
“Of course, it's true. The photos were provided by the Whitmans themselves. How could it be fake?""What a pity. Joseph is my type.""In your dreams. He'll never be yours. Hahaha!”"But Chloe is marrying Mr. Noah tomorrow, and her ex-husband died today. I wonder how she's feeling.""Who knows…"The employee speaking suddenly looked up and saw Chloe staring at them with a shocked expression. Her mouth hung wide open, but no words came out."What are you talking about?" Chloe questioned, her forgotten wet hands dripping water onto the floor."Oh, nothing. Just some idle chat," the employee explained awkwardly, "Please don't take it seriously. Most things on the Internet are fake anyway."Chloe was now on par with Noah in terms of shares and was a prominent figure in Exotic Star. In other words, she could fire anyone she liked. "Answer my question. What were you talking about?" Chloe suddenly said in a raised tone, startling the employee."I-I read about it online. Th-The media
Chloe gazed at the drizzle outside the window. She was in a bad mood, and she became a little tense. Joseph was not dead but his safety was uncertain. Is that jerk truly that unlucky?"Chloe, you look sick and crestfallen." Frieda looked at Chloe sadly."I know. I’m going to the hospital." Chloe walked out determinedly.She wanted to see a doctor as there was something wrong with. She must be sick. The private hospital she went to the other day must be unreliable because they did not find anything wrong with her.Her mind was inexplicably occupied by Joseph, and she had to divert her attention. "Let me go with you." Frieda put the document down and followed Chloe. If her son was around, he would surely want her to take good care of Chloe.Chloe glanced at Frieda but did not stop her. She did need someone with her in case she fainted again. Chloe and Frieda arrived at the hospital. Chloe registered at the emergency room and got a brain scan. When the doctor saw the results, he
Xavia gritted her teeth when she gained no response from Chloe. She said, "Did you see the news? Joe got into a car accident and is probably dead." A tinge of pain flashed across Chloe's eyes. She stared at Xavia coldly. "What are you trying to say? Spill it and stop beating around the bush.""Nothing. I’m just feeling lucky that neither of us is married to Joe.""You failed to gain his hand."Xavia's face turned livid. "I'm just lamenting. You don't have to be so harsh.""What for? Are you lamenting that you aren’t a widow?""No one wants to be a widow."Xavia loved Joseph. No man could compare to him in terms of power, looks, and aura. His only shortcoming was his bad taste. He liked Chloe instead of her. If Joseph had agreed to be with her, he would have a happy family of three.Duskfall would not have acted so quickly.She felt like she had the means to decide one's life and death if she was with them. She stood upright from the realization. "There are more willing wome
“Ms. Chloe... Can you pick me up please?" Jasper sobbed, his tears breaking Chloe's heart.She asked worriedly, "Where are you? Did someone bully you?""I don't know where I am. Can I send you my location, Ms. Chloe?""Sure."When Chloe received the location, she sped off toward it.Frieda did not tag along for fear of exposing her identity. It was already considered a great help if she did not add to Joseph's troubles.She told Chloe about Preston and Jonathan's visit, advising the latter to be careful. They must have something evil planned. *When Chloe arrived at the destination, she found herself at a deserted park. She bent down toward Jasper and asked, "How did you get here?" "Great Uncle Pres brought me. He told me my dad was here."Jasper was wearing a private school uniform, its dark blue color gave off a noble and refined air. He also had a backpack on his shoulder. Worry and insecurity were etched into his frown lines. Chloe did not know what to say. After some
Chloe was taken aback. She clenched her fists. "Who told you that?"Jasper hung his head and did not answer her question. He said in a desolate tone, "I think I am."He had been motherless since young and his grandfather had been in a coma. And now, his father had gotten into an accident not long after his grandfather woke up. He was just five years old, but all he brought them was misery. Jasper believed he was a curse."No, you're not a curse,” Chloe said gently, "Every child is a gift God picked out with great care, and only the luckiest people receive these gifts. Your family's life became wonderful and interesting after you came along. Similarly, they only became a true family after you came."Jasper's eyes lit up, making him look naive and pure. "Really? I’m a gift God picked out? I'm not a curse?" "Of course, you’re not. Sometimes, the best news is no news. I'm sure Joseph managed to escape from the danger." Chloe smiled and smoothed the boy’s messy hair.Jasper nodded
“Then what about Jon? He's a Whitman. I won't object to it if you make him the new leader." "Are you trying to force my hand?! Stop flattering yourself. I'm far more experienced than you. How dare you play these tricks on me! I may have one foot in the grave, but I can still punish you and make your lives in Docwood difficult!" Harold shouted. Although he was scolding them, he was telling the truth.Preston had been in jail for several years, but he had not suffered much on account of the family. Preston would have languished in jail if Harold had been serious about punishing him then.Though he was outraged, Preston did not dare to make a scene. He gave up and sat in an armchair. "I don't give a damn. I’ll just be frank. Only Jon or I can be made the leader. Don't even dream of giving the position to someone else." Trying to curry favor with Harold, Jonathan massaged Harold’s shoulders. "Grandpa, we only wish to help you shoulder the burden. We need someone to manage the company