Chapter 537


    Chapter 537 Renovation for the Matrimonial Home


    The CEO’s office had seen various upants over time. First Harold, then Joseph’s father, and now


    Joseph himself held the position.


    Preston had never been given the opportunity to sit in that coveted seat.


    Although Joseph had taken over Fairlight, he seldom came to the office. Despite this, Harold still


    trusted him enough not to pass on the CEO title to Preston.


    Being told that hecked the necessary abilities was tolerable for Preston. He had never been. overly


    ambitious. Remaining within the Whitman Group and having a voice on the board of directors had been


    enough for him.


    Yet, Joseph did not appreciate it. Preston gave an inch, yet Joseph wanted a mile. After expelling


    Jonathan, Joseph proceeded to strip him of his board position..


    It was clear that Joseph intended to bring ruin to the family, and Preston knew he had to take


    action.


    He knew that the CEO’s office had a doubleyered password, but he was not sure if Joseph had


    changed it or not. With a try-and-see attitude, he entered the password.


    With a click, the door opened.


    Preston peered into the office. It was pitch ck inside, impossible to see whaty ahead. It felt like


    sinister ghosts lurked within, and once he stepped in, there would be no escape.


    In spite of his apprehension, he pressed on, believing in the principle of “an eye for an eye, and a tooth


    for a tooth.” He med Joseph for the troubles he faced, and he was not going to let Joseph enjoy an


    easy life while causing him misery.


    Preston knew the password to the safe. Harold had told him after Joseph’s father passed, asking him


    to temporarily take over the Whitman Group. He smoothly obtained the


    documents from the safe. They contained various confidential data such as the chip project. that would


    be announced at the end of the year.


    He felt triumphant, never expecting Joseph to be so careless. He quickly copied the data onto a USB


    drive. While he could not take the chip with him or print it out, he took away the development team’s


    data.


    When he finally left, he sent a text to Otto.


    “I got it.”


    Early the next morning, the chief secretary of the Whitman Group discovered signs of


    Joseph’s face sank as he responded calmly, “Go to the security room and check the surveince


    footage. Find out who did it, report it to the police, and have them arrested.”


    The chief secretary hesitated and asked, “Mr. Joseph, won’t youe over personally?”


    After all, the situation was critical. The new project was about to beunched, and if the chip’s


    information was leaked prematurely, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    With aposed demeanor, Joseph replied, “I’ll leave the matter in your hands.”


    Joseph’s attitude remained aloof. He did not ask any further questions and ended the call decisively.


    The chief secretary muttered to himself while looking at the phone, “It’s over. Mr. Joseph is giving up on


    the Whitman Group…”


    It seemed to him that Joseph was giving up on the Whitman Group. In other words, he would lose his


    job soon.


    When Chloe woke up, she sat up, rubbed her eyes, and gazed at Joseph. He was dressed in navy blue


    pajamas, his hair was wet as he had juste out of the bathroom.


    He bent down and nted a kiss on her forehead. The refreshing scent of mint wafted over, making


    Chloe feel revitalized.


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    “Did you sleep well?” he asked.


    “Yeah, who were you talking to on the phone?” she asked, vaguely catching words like “police ” and


    “arrest.”


    “An employee of the Whitman Group,” he replied casually, “Go wash up. I bought a vi near your


    office. Let’s go take a lookter.”


    Chloe blinked. “You’ve already bought it?”


    In the past, she would have felt embarrassed about him spending money on her, but things had


    changed. If she did not spend his money, the Whitmans would probably suck him dry like


    a bunch of leeches.


    “Yes, and we’re starting the renovation on our matrimonial home this month. It should bepleted by


    month’s end. We’ll leave it empty for two months for the smell to dissipate,” Joseph said as he gently


    twirled her hair with his fingers, “If you have any preferences or ideas. for the style of the house, just let


    me know.”


    “A matrimonial home?!”