Chapter 167


    Chapter 167 The Foxes Will Be Buried if Chloe’s Hurt


    After approximately twenty minutes into the press conference, Joseph took the stage to deliver a


    concise speech.


    When he was done, instead of returning to his seat, he headed straight to the back and entered. his


    car. ncing at his watch to check the time, he realized it was already past seven o’clock.


    ‘Dumbo should be on her way home by now.


    He knew she had taken the afternoon off but had no idea about the gift she had bought for


    him.


    “Lucas, head back to the vi,” he instructed.


    “Right away, sir,” Lucas replied. He pressed the elerator pedal, but suddenly mmed on the


    brakes as Jane extended her arms, blocking the car’s path.


    She peered through the window at Joseph, who remained unresponsive, not even looking up. Wearing


    a troubled expression, she said, “Step out of the car. I have something to tell you.”


    Lucas nced at the unbothered Joseph, his eyes stubbornly lowered. With a slight hesitation. and a


    headache, Lucas slowly slid the window down.


    “Ms. Jane, can we discuss this another day? Mr. Joseph has other matters to attend to.”


    “No, it has to be now.”


    “But Mr. Joseph has something on today…”


    “I’m more important than any of his work.”


    Lucas hesitated and spoke cautiously, “Ms. Jane, please stop joking around. It’s best if you leave. Mr.


    Joseph needs to get home.”


    Jane sneered and fired back, “There’s no one waiting at home, so why bother going back?”


    Suddenly, Joseph lifted his head, his gaze sharp and piercing. “What do


    you mean?”


    “I mean it literally. If you allow me in the car, I’ll let you see that worthless wretch.”


    “Get in.”


    Janeughed triumphantly, her hatred palpable, as she stepped into the car and took a seat


    beside him.


    “Where’s Chloe?”


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    “First, apany me for a drink, and then I’ll tell you.”


    A flicker of disgust passed through Joseph’s eyes as he instructed Lucas, “Call her.”


    By “her,” he was referring to Chloe. Lucas made three attempts to dial her number, but it was


    disconnected.


    “Sir, I can’t reach her…”


    Something bad had most likely happened.


    Joseph’s body tensed, his joints cracking as he clenched his fists. His voice, as cold as the chill of


    winter, cut through the air. “I’ll give you one chance, and it’s thest one. Where is she?”


    “You won’t find out unless you promise to spend a day with me.”


    Joseph’s expression darkened, his anger simmering beneath the surface. “Who do you think you are?


    Are you even worthy?”


    One of the most heart-wrenching things in the world was being demeaned by the person you loved,


    dragged through the mire of inadequacy.


    Jane’s anger surged, her voice reverberating with frustration as she eximed, “I’m not worthy


    enough? Yet that wretched Chloe is? Ie from a prestigious background, with stunning looks and a


    perfect figure. What does she have that surpasses me? Why do you. choose to marry someone who


    can’t measure up to you? Can’t you spare even a fleeting nce for me?”


    “Shecks the malice that you possess, and she’s better looking, more hardworking, more diligent, and


    more resilient. Every aspect of her surpasses you,” Joseph retorted. Taking a deep breath to steady


    himself, he turned to Lucas and issued amand, his voice tinged with urgency, “Lucas, find Chloe’s


    whereabouts immediately. Deploy all our resources and locate her.”


    Without wasting a moment, Lucas pulled the car to the side and swiftly took action. It did not take long


    for their efforts to yield results. They discovered that Chloe had been shopping with Emily earlier this


    afternoon. Lucas immediately contacted Emily, who confirmed that she was currently searching for


    Chloe as well.


    “It’s useless. Only I know where that sl*t is,” Jane dered, connecting a video call in front of Joseph.


    The screen disyed a pitch-ck image, apanied by the incessant sound of rushing water as


    the camera zoomed in. Chloe appeared in the frame, unconscious and submerged in a massive


    reservoir. Her hands and feet were bound, and the water level reached her waist. The rushing sound


    from the phone indicated that she had limited time before drowning, likely within the hour.


    “If you drink this bottle of water and spend a day with me, I’ll release her. How about it?” Jane


    shamelessly presented a bottle of transparent liquid to Joseph, a wicked smile adorning her enchanting


    face.


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    Joseph forcefully knocked over the bottle, his hand trembling with anger, and then tightly grasped


    Jane’s neck. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with intense hatred as he uttered in a menacing tone, “If


    anything happens to Chloe, the entire Fox family will be buried with her!”


    Jane struggled to catch her breath, her eyes fixated on the enraged man before her, fueled by his fury


    for another woman. At that moment, fear gripped her, but it was overshadowed by an overwhelming


    surge of jealousy.


    “She alone should be buried!” Jane eximed, her voice filled with bitterness and resentment.


    “You’re despicable!” Anger zed in Joseph’s chest, apanied by a hint of fear that he himself did


    not notice. “You’re right. Burying you won’t be enough. I want you to live in this world, day after day,


    gued by remorse for what you’ve done to her. I want the Foxes to endure a life worse than that of a


    dog!”


    ‘Chloe, please be okay. Wait for me.


    ‘I’ll save you. I won’t let you endure such suffering any longer.’


    Jane, wracked with pain, felt as if her neck was on the verge of snapping. Tears of anguish streamed


    down her face. “Are you willing to kill me for that sl*t?”


    “You overestimate your worth,” Joseph retorted, applying force to push her aside. He swiftly grabbed a


    tissue, scrubbing his hands vigorously as though they hade into contact with something vile.


    He deliberately ignored Jane and mobilized every avable resource in Aesper to investigate the


    enigmatic reservoir.


    **


    At half past seven in the evening, Chloe regained consciousness, her head throbbing intensely. As she


    realized her dire situation, trapped within the confines of a vast reservoir, she fought desperately


    against her restraints, only to find herself tightly bound to a pir.


    Surveying her surroundings, she was met with a scene of imprable darkness. Acting on instinct,


    she grabbed a stone and hurled it forcefully into the water.


    The sound of the stone hitting the bottom revealed the chilling truth-the water was at least five meters


    deep. Even more terrifying was the steady rising of the water level, which was now up to her chest.


    A tremendous sense of despair and fear enveloped her, and the tears she had been holding back


    cascaded down her face.