Chapter 192


    Joseph exited the chairman’s office and went back to his own.


    “Mr. Sawle! How are you? Did the chairman give you any trouble?” Max had already prepared coffee


    for him and asked with a concerned look.


    The man gracefully walked to the sofa and sat down. He then picked up his coffee cup and took a sip.


    “It wasn’t hard.”


    Max sighed in relief, his heart now at ease.


    “Can that be done?”


    “I knew he wouldn’t bring you any fruit to snack on! He’s just a phony dad!” Max widened his eyes in


    surprise.


    “Ah, sometimes I really wish that he isn’t my real dad. I really hope I’m not his biological son.”


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    Joseph was taken aback to realise that the coffee he had consumed had lost its fragrance and tasted


    as bitter as medicine. “Regrettably, half of the coffee inside me is now his blood.”


    “s!” Max sighed despondently, not knowing what to utter.


    “Jake has already transferred the responsibility of Ada’s wedding to Skyler.”


    “What?! Fuck?!”


    Max was taken aback and livid. “Not only did youe up with the n to win over Ada, but you also


    spearheaded the team to hold meetings and strategize the wedding n day and night, putting in the


    extra effort. Even if you don’t want to, you still have to work hard, right?”


    “Now that something like this has urred, no one desires it. Why does he not recall your benevolence


    and just assign your task to someone else?! This must be something that the old crone Aubree


    betrayed!”


    “Not only that,” Joseph said coldly, narrowing his starry eyes, “if this matter with Skyler is resolved, the


    management rights of the Sawle Group Hotel will be transferred to Skyler in the future.”


    Max sucked in a cold breath and pinched himself crazily.


    Jake, the old brat, usually presides over the group, butcks true wisdom; however, he is adept at


    ying with his own son!


    “Then, why didn’t you fight for it? Aren’t you going to do anything as Skyler takes away your project?!”


    “Is it necessary? Jake and his daughter are just pretending. From the start, what Jake wanted to do


    was to divide my rights.”


    “It turns out there is a rationale for Skyler to let her teach,” Joseph’s expression remained unchanged.


    Had he been so enraged by such an event, he might not have survived until now. He would have


    perished away like nothing.


    “Are we just going to sit here and ept our fate?” Max gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with


    determination.


    Joseph lowered his eyes, not uttering a word, as he took a sip of his coffee.


    “Mr. Sawle,” Max said, furrowing his brows and his mouth set in a t line, “to be honest, I’m quite irked


    with Young Madam!”


    “You usually think of her as a goddess, but when you mention her, you get all excited. What’s the deal?


    Has the honeymoon period worn off?” Joseph quirked his lips and teased Max.


    “Feelings are feelings, business is business,” Max dered angrily, “I’m convinced Young Madam is out


    for revenge. She’s trying to push you into a fiery pit of death!” His courage was particrly strong this


    time.


    “I get her,” Joseph said bluntly, his heart still aching a bit as he thought of the past. “After all, I did hurt


    her back then.”


    “But… if this continues, it will be a disaster for your standing in the group!”


    “Young Madam is the Thorp family’s beloved pet. With so many little mothers and brothers looking out


    for her, and Director Thorp cherishing her as if his life depended on it, how can sheprehend your


    anguish!”


    “You were all by yourself and defenseless in Sawle Group. She leveraged her family’s influence to


    continuously cause you grief. Eventually, she’ll bring you down!”


    “Don’t worry, I’m not so easily defeated.”


    Joseph’s lips curled up into a cold smile. “If I couldn’t take a punch, I wouldn’t deserve her devotion,


    and I wouldn’t deserve her being with me.”


    “Therefore, this time I already have a strategy in ce.”


    “Really? What is it?!”


    Joseph closed his eyes, resting with a slight curl of his thin lips.


    After a while, he murmured, “Let Chloe win and keep winning.”


    Max was stunned, staring in disbelief.


    He instantly grasped the significance of Mr. Sawle’s words.


    Should he not achieve a full victory, then let them perish together!


    “This time, I’m not gonna let anyone stand in her way no matter what.”


    *


    Joseph initially had a high-level meeting scheduled for the evening, but he declined and drove to KS


    WORLD solo.


    Stepping into the hotel lobby, a flood of emotions surged through his heart.


    He recalled that when he first visited Chloe, she not only tricked him into climbing the stairs but also


    had a puppet stand-in to deal with him, resulting in his unsessful return.


    From childhood to adulthood, he had almost never encountered a woman who frustrated him as much


    as Grace, who had used and betrayed him, leaving him only with anger.


    Joseph smiled bitterly as he looked at the brand-new hotel lobby, which was even more organized than


    Sawle Group’s hotel.


    In the past, Chloe, who married him, had a look of ignorance and resignation. Although he had never


    looked down on her due to her “country bumpkin” identity, he also felt that she was too far removed


    from his world and could not be blended. together at all.


    He now vaguely realized that he was too far away from her world, to the point of being persistent in


    chasing and striving, yet still unable to catch up.


    For the past three years of marriage, Chloe had put aside her pride and dignity and remained by his


    side; that was when they were closest.


    He had never been an unreachable person.


    While talking to the two hotel executives about some work, Jordan happened to nce over his


    shoulder and spot the strikingly noticeable Joseph standing in the lobby.


    He was stunned, sinking into gloom.


    “That’s it. You all go and get your work done first.”


    “Yes, Secretary Stewart.”


    Jordan, with a cold face, walked in front of Joseph after the two executives had departed.


    “Mr. Sawle, the restaurant is to your left, the bar is to your right, and the coffee shop is on the third floor.


    If you need a room, head to the front desk to find a member of staff.”


    “I want to view your President Thorp,” Joseph spoke bluntly, his angr handsome face devoid of any


    emotion, merely indifferently surveying the area.


    “Who do you think our President Thorp is?” Jordan asked with a cold smile, his eyes filled with hatred.


    “Do you think we can meet anyone we want?”


    Had this not been a hotel, he would have opened the door and allowed his people to kick Joseph out.


    “Whatever you say, but today I must meet with President Thorp.”


    Joseph found that his skin was bing increasingly thicker; in the past, he would have walked away


    after being humiliated like this, but this time, he pretended to be deaf in order to stay.


    Had he not seen Chloe, he likely would not have slept well tonight, and he would not have lost a morsel


    of meat even if


    scolded.


    “Joseph, the big miss won’t be pleased to see you, as your presence would put a damper on her day.”


    Jordan red at the man angrily, his teeth clenched. He coldlymanded the guest to depart, “If you


    value your safety, get out of here right away. As long as I’m here, you won’t want to cross paths with


    the big miss.”


    “Yes, however, I would like Chloe toe and inform me in person.”


    The man’s eyes were deep and cold, and he refused to yield.


    “Joseph! Are you trying to criticize me?”


    Jordan’s face was red with anger, but before he could argue, a clear and cheerful voice sounded from


    behind.


    It was like a thorn that mercilessly pierced Joseph’s back.


    “Secretary Stewart, may I inquire if Chloe is still upied?”


    Joseph slowly spun around, and upon spotting Jerome, who was dressed to the nines, he sauntered


    over.


    Two handsome men stood side by side in front of Jordan, not looking at each other but rather as if they


    were air. Yet, Jordan could still faintly detect the smell of gunpowder in the air.


    The lobby of the hotel was transforming into a fighting arena!


    Jordan cursed inwardly; Fourth Young Master Xavier was a real devil in the Pce of Hell, making him


    incredibly hard to


    handle!


    He wished he could put the two dog men in an iron cage and let them bite each other!


    “Fourth Young Master Xavier,” Jordan said coldly, “in public, especially in the hotel that the Young Miss


    is in charge of, you should still address her as ‘President Thorp.”


    Joseph silently curved his lips, feeling that, at this moment, theckey secretary was far more pleasing


    to the eye than before.


    “Is President Thorp still upied? When will she be finished this evening?”


    “I’d like to invite her to dinner as a reward for thest time she assisted my mother in obtaining Miss


    Christian’s signature,” Jerome said, his expression unchanging yet his demeanor quite


    amodating.


    Jordan told Xavier and Sawle, “She’ll never get her work done.”


    “I can wait.”


    Joseph and Jerome spoke in unison!


    ncing at each other simultaneously, they both quickly averted their eyes in revulsion.


    Ugh, unlucky!


    “There’s no need to wait. Even if the two of you were here to wait, Young Miss wouldn’t havee to


    visit you.”


    As soon as Jordan finished speaking, Chloe’s voice, stern yet pleasant, came through the Bluetooth


    earphone.


    “Jordan, what’s happening in the hallway?”