Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love novel Chapter 544

Chloe's eyes became watery. "Grandpa loves you very much. He suffered in silence for so many years."

Harold had lost his eldest son and wife at the midpoint of his life. The schemes and fights in the family, as well as his disappointing second son, filled all his days with loneliness. His son took his life because of Fleurette, and consequently, there was no leader to handle the Whitman family.

Being left with no options, Harold focused all his attention on Joseph. He was Joseph's grandfather as well as his father. He tried his best to raise and educate Joseph.

Joseph did not disappoint Harold and became an exceptional man. However, the Sinclairs came bearing news of Fleurette, claiming that she was still alive. How could Harold bear to hand the note to Joseph?

But he had pondered over many things during this period. Since the Sinclairs had made a move, he felt that Joseph should not suffer in silence. At his age, Harold could not help Josep and could only let Joseph make his own decision.

Clenching the note, Joseph’s eyes turned to ice, the light within them taking on a dark quality. A bloodthirsty luster flickered across his handsome face. He wanted to make the Sinclairs pay for causing him and his family pain.

'Cyrus. Otto. A game is about to start. Are you guys up for it?'

He wanted to make a counterattack.

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Over the next two days, Chloe settled the trivial affairs of the Johnson Group before it was the day for her to set off for Estre. After boarding the plane, she switched off her phone.

It was a gloomy and cloudy day with light drizzle. The raindrops splattered on the plane’s window, blurring the scenery outside. She felt that it was just like her fuzzy future.

For an unknown reason, a sense of dread hung over her. Sitting beside her, Abigail was eagerly flipping through an Estrenian magazine.

At a glance, Chloe could tell Abigail's thoughts. "Do you want to visit those places?"

"No, I don't."

"Then why are you reading about them?"

A rare tinge of embarrassment flashed across Abigail's usually aloof face. "I don't have any friends. Whenever I have time off, I stay home and watch TV dramas. I love Estrenian dramas. I think that the landscape and scenery there are beautiful. What's more, the people there are bold and enthusiastic in their love affairs. It makes one yearn for it."