Chapter 520


    Chapter 520 Chloe Is Mine


    Joseph squinted slightly and said to Samuel, “Hang up.”


    “Sure.” Without hesitation, Samuel ended the call and tossed his phone onto the couch.


    “You think someone swapped out the recorder?” Gabriel asked curiously. They were all aware of what


    happened with Hazel earlier today, and they all felt it somewhat mysterious.


    “She’s dead. There’s no way for me to find out, so I’m not sure,” Joseph replied, pinching his brow in


    frustration. He nced at his dark phone and felt annoyed.


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    ‘She’s pretty audacious. Not a word from her all night. I might have been too lenient with hertely.’


    Sensing Joseph’s sour mood, Nathan sat next to him with a drink in hand. “Come on. We don’t meet up


    often, so let’s enjoy ourselves.”


    Joseph’s mind was filled with Chloe. He had no interest in light-hearted banter and snapped coldly,


    “Shut up.”


    “Is a woman worth all this trouble?” Gabriel was puzzled, his delicate and effeminate face showing


    bewilderment.


    He could not understand how his good brother had changed so drastically, and he did not see any


    charm in Chloe. She was just slightly prettier and had a better temperament. Was it not an


    acknowledged philosophy that women were like clothes while brothers were like limbs?


    Joseph dropped his proud demeanor and earnestly said in a low voice, “You don’t understand. When


    you get married, you’ll understand that there should always be a woman in the family.”


    “I’ll never marry anyway, right, Sam?” Gabriel raised an eyebrow at the man who was throwing darts.


    “We can keep each otherpany when the need arises.”


    “Get lost. I’m not into dudes,” Samuel retorted.


    “If you’re thinking about Chloe, just call her,” Nathan advised helplessly, “Most problems can be


    resolved if you just humble yourself a little.”


    Something flickered across Joseph’s eyes. “Tomorrow, I’ll have someone investigate why she went to


    the hospital.”


    “You’re going to monitor her?”


    The word “monitor” sounded harsh, and Joseph frowned. “No, that’s not it. I just want to


    know.”


    “Then don’t do that. If she’s unwilling to tell you and resorted to lying, it means she really doesn’t want


    to share whatever it is. Everyone has the right to privacy. Don’t make her feel oppressed.”


    Joseph’s eyes narrowed with possessiveness. “She’s my woman, and I should know everything about


    her. There can be no secrets between us.”


    “You’ll only push her further away by being like this, just like I did… In the end, it cost me dearly,”


    Nathan said, his eyes welling up with tears as he reminisced about his past mistakes.


    Joseph was taken aback when he thought of something. His jaw clenched as he said, “You should also


    settle down soon. Your father is getting old, and sooner orter, you’ll take over thepany.”


    Nathan smiled nonchntly, but his eyes betrayed a glimmer of sorrow. “I know. The dead can’t be


    brought back to life.”


    Samuel and Gabriel exchanged nces, understanding each other without saying a word.


    In the end, Joseph let go of looking into the reason Chloe went to the hospital.


    After that, Nathan said that when most people were talking about what a friend had said, they were


    usually talking about themselves. This fueled Joseph’s discontent, and he arranged for a renowned


    herbalist to visit Chloe the next day. He heard that irregr menstruation could affect future


    childbearing, and he wanted her to have a healthy body so that they could have a child together.


    At an estate in Docwood, Preston stared at the man before him. Beads of cold sweat formed on


    his forehead as if he were making a crucial decision.


    “If you can make a copy of the confidential documents from the Whitman Group’s safe and give them to


    me, I’ll help you establish a new office. It’s a foolproof deal, and you won’t incur any losses. This is an


    opportunity you can’t afford to miss,” the man urged.


    Preston gritted his teeth and firmly refused, “I no longer have a security pass. I can’t get in.


    Seeing through his hesitation, the man skillfully persuaded, “I believe you have other ways to get in.


    The Whitmans have already cast you aside, so you need not feel guilty.”