Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love novel Chapter 492

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."

Otto 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?"

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."