Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 545



Chapter 545

Chapter 545 Men Fall Prey to Their Loneliness at Night This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Patrick did as you instructed and accepted the medicine Dr. Spencer prescribed as per normal.

“Also, Dr. Frederick has confirmed that the herbs Ms. Chloe has been taking are normal herbs. to regulate her blood circulation. He says that she can go ahead with one round of the treatment and see how it goes.

“Lastly, Otto lied to Preston. He gave Preston an empty promise” When Lucas reached this point, he gave Joseph an admiring gaze. “Thankfully, you long guessed that the Sinclairs would start with Preston and made preparations by changing the documents in the safe. Otherwise, Preston would have ruined Whitman Group.”

‘Mr. Joseph sure pulled off an awesome feat and planned ahead.”

Joseph opened his eyes as he smirked. “Did anyone in the family try to beg for mercy on Pres’ behalf?”

“No one else but Jonathan. He came once but Patrick turned him away.”

Joseph’s noble face became unfathomable. “Because of Jon, I’ve long sensed something fishy.”

Jonathan claimed to have invested in a chip research center. Given his intelligence, there were only two possibilities that he would end up making money he either got lucky or was deceived.

There were few centers doing, chip research within the country, and it was easy to find out the mastermind with a little investigation. Other than the Sinclairs, others would not have meddled with the Whitman Group even if they had an ulterior motive.

After some thought, Lucas said, “Why didn’t you tell Jonathan about this?”

“Both parties were willing. There’s no reason for me to stop him. What’s more, Jon won’t listen to me even if I told him to back down. I can’t change who he is.”

“But you’re allowing him to be entrapped when you know it’s a trap. I’m sure Mr. Harold will feel sorry for Jonathan if he finds out.”

After all, Preston was useless now.

“We can’t show others mercy. Do you think that useless Jon is Otto’s real target?”

Listening to Joseph’s reminder, Lucas was enlightened. “Is Otto trying to take you down. through Jonathan’s hands?”

Joseph did not deny it. “Pres is a good example.”

After a pause, a chill ran down Lucas’ spine. He muttered, “Sir, you have to be careful from

now on…”

Joseph ignored Lucas. When he felt his phone vibrate, he took it out and found the photo. Chloe had sent him.

Her skin was fair and tender and her black eyes shone brightly under her long lashes. Donning a pink T-shirt, she and Abigail’s arms were linked as she flashed a peace sign in the photograph. They were standing by the Cyen River. The two rows of shady trees beside the river, as well as the sunset shining on the water’s surface, made for a breathtaking sight.

Joseph enlarged the photo until his phone screen was filled with Chloe’s face. He smiled in satisfaction and quietly enjoyed her charms.

After dinner, Chloe checked her phone and found that Joseph had texted her back.

[The Cyen River isn’t half as pretty as my wife.]

Chloe was rendered speechless.

“This bastard sounds so cheesy when he says romantic words. But it’s an improvement from always refuting me. I hope he’ll behave and not be so aloof or cheesy.”

Abigail took out her phone and snapped a lot of photos. Her usual aloof face was relaxed as she revealed a hint of joy. She said solemnly, “Ms. Chloe, thank you for bringing me here. I’m very happy today.”

She had sensed something on their way here. Chloe did not come here to buy gifts. She just wanted to bring Abigail sightseeing.

Chloe revealed a faint smile. “It’s nothing. There’s a shopping mall right across from us. Let’s go there and take a look around. We’ll get to tomorrow.”

One should relax and be serious at appropriate times.

“Okay!”

Xavia knew that Chloe had gone abroad. Therefore, she dressed up and put on some light makeup. She then went to Fairlight to meet Joseph.

During the night, men easily fell prey to their loneliness.


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