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Chapter 492 Joseph’s Mother Is Alive
A wicked grin adorned Joseph’s handsome face as he said, “I’m sure you’ve heard the phrase.”
“What phrase?”
“Being too clever can be your own undoing,” he replied.
Chloe was still unsure about this and asked, “Are you absolutely certain about this?”
Such matters seemed simple on the surface, but in reality, they required a profound understanding of human
nature and the ability to discern the other person’s mind.
Joseph proudly lifted his chin and said, “Just watch.”
Seeing his confidence, Chloe began to wait quietly.
“Any other bids?” the emcee asked the audience, “In that case, 150 million going once! 150 million going twice! 150
million going-”
“160 million!” Otto interrupted the host as he looked at Joseph challengingly.
Joseph smiled gracefully. “Very well. It’s yours then.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOtto gritted his teeth, his fingers clenching tightly and his joints cracking audibly, showing signs of nervousness. His
assistant tried to reassure him, “It’s all right, Mr. Otto. We’ve already secured the land we planned to buy. We can
treat this one as practice.”
The emcee’s gavel came down with a thud, and he announced loudly, “The deal is sealed at 160
million dollars!”
Otto felt a little displeased, but soon, a sinister smile crossed his face. ‘Just wait, Joseph. The real show will begin
after the auction.’
Finally, Joseph made his move and acquired the last piece of land near a school. His previous move had merely
been bait.
As the crowd gradually left the venue, Otto approached Joseph and casually said, “Want to find a place to sit and
chat?”
“No,” Joseph replied coldly.
Otto’s smile turned malicious. “I recently stumbled upon a photo that seems oddly familiar. Care to take a look?
Perhaps you might recognize the person in it.”
From behind, his assistant retrieved the photo and handed it to Joseph. The moment Joseph’s eyes fell upon it, his
pupils dilated, and his face turned pale with shock. The woman in the picture was undoubtedly his mother, but she
looked completely different from the image etched in his memory. Instead of appearing to be in her thirties, she
now seemed to be in her forties.
This could not possibly be a photoshopped image. Did this mean that his mother was still
alive?!
In a fit of desperation, Joseph seized Otto by the collar and shouted, “Where’s my mother?!”
Chloe was standing beside Joseph, so she saw the photo. The woman in it had an elegant and regal demeanor, but
her appearance looked worn, indicating that she had suffered from prolonged mental distress.
The revelation that Joseph’s mother was alive shocked her to the core, and the fact that someone had kept it
hidden for over a decade only intensified the intrigue. She firmly believed that no mother in the world would
willingly ignore or abandon their child for so many years. There had to be someone holding her captive or
restricting her freedom.
With a sinister smile on his face, Otto admired Joseph’s hysterical state and shamelessly taunted, “If you get your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwife to spend a night with me, I’ll tell you.”
Joseph’s eyes turned bloodshot, and he landed a heavy punch on Otto’s face. “Do you wish to die?!”
A red welt appeared on Otto’s cheek from the punch. However, he seemed unfazed and said nonchalantly, “Go
ahead. Keep hitting me. If you kill me, you’ll never see Fleurette Gomez
ever again.”
Frustration creased Joseph’s forehead as he clenched and unclenched his fists, struggling to control his anger.
Chloe could not help but feel heartbroken, sharing in his distress. She held his hand and confronted Otto, “A single
photograph isn’t enough to convince us. You have to present other
evidence.”
Otto shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s up to you to believe me or not. I’m not forcing you. But I’ll tell you that based on
what I know, Fleurette once sent a letter to your family after your father’s death. Harold probably never gave you
that letter, did he?”
Joseph froze, his eyes betraying a mix of anxiety and pain. “Don’t try to sow discord between
us.”
With a pitiful gaze, Otto looked at him and said, “If you don’t believe me, why don’t you go and ask Harold yourself?
Why didn’t he give you the letter? Maybe he’s worried that if you find out Fleurette is still alive, you’d go searching
for her, and then you wouldn’t have enough time and energy to manage the Whitman Group. After all, Jonathan is
nothing but a useless piece of trash, and you’re the only one he can trust to handle the company.”
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