Chapter 492


    Chapter 493 This Woman or Your Mother’s Information, Your Choice


    Undaunted by the threat, Otto pointed at Chloe and continued, “This woman might be one of Harold’s


    spies who was deliberately nted to keep you under control.”


    Chloe’s anger reverberated through her voice as she retorted, “I’m not!”


    Harold was pushing Joseph for an arranged marriage when they first met, so she was worried that


    Joseph would believe in Otto’s nonsense.


    With a sly and cunning grin, Otto added, “Have this woman apany me for one night and you’ll


    receive information about Fleurette’s whereabouts. The choice is yours.”


    “Fuck you!” Joseph’s anger reached its peak, and he kicked Otto in the chest.


    A fierce struggle ensued between the two, escting the situation beyond control.


    Chloe’s first instinct was not to break up the fight but to help Joseph. She could not stand Otto’s


    despicable behavior either, and he deserved to be taught a lesson. Gathering whatever objects she


    could find, she hurled them at Otto. This unexpected attack briefly caught him off


    guard, providing an opening for Joseph.


    Seizing the opportunity, Joseph pinned Otto to the ground and delivered one sharp p after


    another across Otto’s face.


    Apart from some beatings from Cyrus in the past, Otto had never experienced such humiliation. He


    fought back, but it was futile.


    Eventually, the assistant called the security guards to intervene, and with great difficulty, they managed


    to separate the brawling duo. The guard looked at the two prominent figures before


    him and did not know what to do. He did not want to offend either of them and asked fearfully, “Do you


    need an ambnce?”


    “Fuck off!” Otto’s face was swollen and bruised, and he red menacingly at Joseph, “Seems like this


    woman is more important to you than your mother. You’ll never find out where


    Fleurette is in this lifetime!”


    After venting his anger, Joseph regained hisposure. “You don’t know where my mother is. Stop


    pretending.”


    Knowing Cyrus’ possessive nature, even if Fleurette were still alive, it would be impossible for her to


    escape his clutches. Otto and Cyrus were on the same team, and Joseph was certain that Otto had


    ulterior motives for revealing this information to him.


    While the revtion had the potential to sow discord, there was a genuine possibility that Joseph’s


    mother had disappeared and Cyrus had been unable to locate her all this time. If Joseph learned that


    his mother was alive, he would stop at nothing to find her. Even if she was hiding from Cyrus, she could


    not hide from Joseph, and Cyrus only had to wait for the


    opportune moment to strike.


    Otto was surprised that Joseph managed to see through his ploy, but he maintained hisposure.


    Wearing an ominous smile, he said, “Exactly. I don’t know where she is. She’s not my mother anyway.


    Taking care of her isn’t my responsibility.”


    “And my mother would never give birth to someone like you,” Joseph replied with at


    domineering tone.


    “That’s right! She would never give birth to something like you!” Chloe chimed in, elegantly supporting


    Joseph’s stance.


    Otto’s face twitched in anger.


    Chloe looked at Joseph and said, “Let’s go. Don’t waste your breath arguing with him.”


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    “Whatever you say,” Joseph replied.


    The assistant watched as the two of them faded into the distance, and asked cautiously, “Mr.


    Otto, what should we do now?”


    “Let’s go to Duskfall,” Otto replied, touching the injury at the corner of his mouth and wincing in pain.


    ‘He was pretty heavy-handed. Nevertheless, my mission is done.’


    At Duskfall, Otto stood before a screen, showing great respect as he said, “Father, I’ve informed


    Joseph that his mother is still alive.”


    “How did he react?”


    “He was furious. We ended up fighting at the auction.”


    “His violent temperament is quite the opposite of his father’s. His father was such a gentleman.”


    “And there’s one more thing. Chloe holds a significant ce in his heart.”


    “That suits me just fine,” Cyrus replied as he leisurely sipped his tea. “You’ve done an


    excellent job. Let’s wait patiently for good news.”


    “It’s all thanks to your wise guidance.”


    Cyrus chuckled, “This is of your own making.”


    There was a reason why he had set his eyes on Otto among all the children at the orphanage.


    In the


    garage, Chloe and Joseph had been sitting in their car for an hour now. She looked at Joseph and


    asked hesitantly, “Have you made up your mind? Are we going back to the family home or our house?”


    If they went back to the family home, they would need to confront Harold about the letter.


    After all, given how confident Otto was, it was unlikely that he had made up a false story.