Chloe, who was standing outside the study, quietly lowered her head and bit her lip bitterly.
Harold coughed several times. "Fine, whatever you want. But I have to remind you that this child will affect your relationship with Chloe. You have to be mentally prepared."
"Chloe agreed to it. She's magnanimous."
Harold glared at Joseph, a storm brewing in his eyes. "It's not that she's being magnanimous. She's just compromising because she doesn’t have a choice out of her love for you."
"I'll be nicer to her and won't let her down." Gloominess crept up Joseph's demonically handsome face. He pondered over it seriously. "We'll have our own child in the future. It isn’t bad for the two children to grow up together."
Harold became tired so he waved for Joseph to leave. "Tell Chloe to come in."
Joseph agreed. When he opened the door, he found himself looking into Chloe's eyes.
The latter was just standing outside.
Chloe shot him a cold gaze, her face was full of displeasure. She hated the situation of having the same father but different mothers. It might be fine when the children were young, but when they grew up and started to gain a sense of autonomy, they would naturally compete to be favored. It would be hard to maintain fairness.
She could devote her whole heart to Xavia’s child because she was well aware of this.
"Sweetie, come in." Harold stuck his head out and waved at Chloe. He said kindly, "I have something for you."
Chloe suppressed her frustration, straightened her back, and brushed past Joseph. She walked into the study as she beamed. She then slammed the door shut behind her.
Bang!
The harsh wind hit Joseph's face as if it were a quiet slap. With two hands in his pocket, he stared gloomily at the tightly closed door.
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