Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Help, I’m So Scared 

“Ellie, that was way out of line,” a colleague said. 

“I was just joking. Don’t take it so seriously,” Ellie said. 

“Seriously, who jokes like that?” 

Chloe held onto her colleague’s arm, shaking her head. “Don’t worry about it. Let her say what she wants. We’ll just ignore her,” she said. 

After all, Ellie did speak the truth, and there was no way to argue against it. 

Ellie glanced at Chloe and walked away. 

The rest of Chloe’s day was a hectic one. She spent the morning organizing business data and conducting analysis in preparation for the afternoon meeting. She remained occupied until the end of the meeting. 

Afterward, Ellie approached with an air of authority and instructed, “Prepare the implementation project strategy for me by tomorrow. Make sure to include the cost, timeline, and projected results.” 

Chloe rubbed her stiff neck and questioned, “Aren’t these tasks supposed to be your responsibility? If I handle them for you, what will you be doing?” 

‘Standing around and looking important?‘ she added silently. 

“I’ll evaluate and analyze the proposals you come up with and make any necessary modifications. This is an excellent opportunity for you to get promoted, so you should be 

grateful,” Ellie said. 

“Thanks but no thanks. We can divide the tasks equally and work independently,” Chloe responded. 

Ellie’s eyes darted around as an idea formed in her mind. “All right, that works, but you need to complete the project 

proposal by tonight. I’ll come by in the morning to add the cost and timeline.” 

Chloe agreed. Although the timeframe was tight, the division of labor seemed fair within acceptable limits. With a clear goal in mind, she quickly immersed herself in her work 

As the end of the workday approached, she informed Joseph that she would be working late and he need not wait for her. When he asked how long it would take, she provided an estimated time, and the conversation came to an end. 

At ten o’clock in the evening, Chloe stretched and closed her computer, ready to leave. However, just as she stood up, the lights suddenly went out, plunging the office into darkness. Chloe’s heart raced with panic as she struggled to maintain composure while groping for the switch on the wall. She could locate it based on her memory, but there was no response whatsoever despite pressing it multiple times. 

The security must have cut the power! 

Haphazardly navigating her way through the darkness, she stumbled and collided with cabinet corners, resulting in aching knees and piercing discomfort. Upon reaching the door, she discovered it was locked from the outside. Her heart 

skipped a beat, and she placed her last hope on her cell phone. After a busy day, she had forgotten to charge it, and it was now down to a single bar of battery. 

Chloe prayed fervently, urging her phone to hold on for a few more seconds. She found Joseph’s phone number and dialed it. It rang once, but before anyone could pick up, it abruptly shut. down. She stood frozen, utterly frustrated, and on the verge of 

tears. 

At that moment, a bone–chilling melody permeated the air. The song bore an eerie and haunting quality, blending the innocent laughter of children with the sorrowful cries of a woman. In the silence of the air, it became unbearably grating, sending shivers down her spine. And the song seemed