Chapter 328


    Chapter 328 Well-Being


    Chloe expressed her skepticism, asking, “Is that all?”


    Considering she no longer resided in the vi, she could easily ept a three-month buffer. Time


    would fly by quickly.


    “Yes, but I have one condition.”


    Chloe’s expression revealed her anticipation that it would not be as straightforward as she initially


    thought.


    “Don’t be afraid. I simply want you to find some time to visit me and check on Toto at the vi. Toto has


    lost weight without your care.”


    Chloe found herself in a dilemma. This meant she could not avoid seeing Joseph. She did not want to


    see him at the moment, nor did she desire any form of contact with him.


    “If you two fail to reconcile after three months, I’ll give up. Otherwise, I won’t be able to receive


    treatment peacefully while in the hospital. What if one day I suddenly pass away?”


    Harold’s words filled her with anxiety. “Grandpa, please don’t say such ominous things!”


    “Then do you agree?”


    “Well…”


    “Cough, cough, cough!”


    Suddenly, Harold’s violent coughing fit began, making him appear as if he had aged ten years in an


    instant. Chloe felt a wave of helplessness wash over her, desperately wanting to call for a doctor.


    Patrick stopped her, his expression grave. “Mr. Harold has been like this for the past few days. The


    doctor has already examined him, and the situation is dire. If his condition continues to worsen, there’s


    no telling… he might not make it to next spring. Miss, can you bear to see Mr. Harold depart with


    regrets?”


    Depart with regrets….


    These three words struck Chloe’s heart with a heavy blow. She could not bring herself to imagine such


    a scene. Grandpa was one of the few sources of warmth in her world, even more caring than Benjamin


    who was her father.


    “Okay, I’ll agree, but will Joseph?” She could notprehend that man’s inner workings. He was an


    enigma, osciting between warmth and coldness, kindness and harshness.


    Harold’s coughing subsided, and he spoke with determination. “I’ll talk to that brat.”


    “Okay… I agree, Grandpa. Please don’t worry about our matters anymore. You need to take


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    good care of yourself and prioritize your well-being.”


    “Good girl. Now, I need to rest. You go ahead with your business.”


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    “Okay.”


    Patrick watched Chloe leave and gave a thumbs-up to Harold. “Sir, your acting skills are superb.”


    “You also yed your part well.”


    Patrick expressed his concern, “The key now is how to deal with Mr. Joseph. Your acting skills may not


    be enough to sway him.”


    Harold pondered for a moment, then said thoughtfully, “It’s time to bring out his father’s suicide note.”


    Joseph received a call from Harold as he arrived at the hospital parking lot. Harold stated his terms and


    mentioned the bargaining chip, bringing up Joseph’ste father in the process.


    At the mention of his father, Joseph’s handsome face turned grim. After a brief moment, het replied,


    “Okay.”


    That note was currently the thing he desired most. He needed to uncover the truth behind his


    father’s death.


    Harold continued, “Chloe left the hospital not long ago. She should be back at the office. Go and visit


    her when you have time.”


    Joseph had the urge to question why he should be the one to seek her out instead of the other. way


    around. However, as he raised his head, his gazended on a slender and tall figure.


    Chloe stood before him, dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt that entuated her best features. Her


    simple attire showcased her advantages to the fullest, and her long, well- proportioned legs possessed


    a captivating beauty that surpassed even that of international


    models.


    Joseph grew increasingly restless, his fingers fidgeting with his cor as he pressed the car horn with


    hisrge hand. The sudden, piercing sound startled Chloe, causing her almond- shaped eyes to re


    angrily at the culprit.


    ‘Who’s the rude imbecile?’ she thought, ‘Don’t they know to keep quiet in a hospital?’


    As their gazes locked, Joseph’s eyes held a deep and mysterious allure. It was as if they possessed


    the ability to prate one’s very soul, sending shivers down one’s spine.


    Chloe’s anger instantly dissipated, giving way to a sense of annoyance. Had this guy already found out


    about Harold’s request so soon and thought it was her who suggested it,ing to settle the score?