Chapter 234

Chapter 234 I’m Married, and My Wife’s Over There

Calvin felt incredibly awkward, not knowing how to handle the situation. His square face turned red with

embarrassment.

On the other hand, Joseph had distanced himself from the family business long ago, opting to pursue

ventures abroad. Despite his rebellious and detached demeanor, he possessed an exceptional aptitude

for strategy and leadership, devoid of the typical deception often associated with businessmen.

Recognizing these qualities, Harold held his grandson in high regard. However, Harold understood that

bestowing the family business upon Joseph would be a narrow- minded decision, so he allowed

Joseph to carve his own path and prove himself independently over the years. This decision did not sit

well with the Whitmans’ core members, who harbored a deep-rooted desire to keep Joseph overseas,

fearing he would snatch away the opportunities they held.

Given this environment, it was only natural that nobody made a deliberate effort to unveil Joseph’s

familial background prematurely. Alternatively, it could be attributed to Joseph’s formidable presence,

as many people, including Calvin, often overlooked the fact that he was one of the Whitmans.

With a seemingly ambiguous smile, Joseph remarked, “Uncle Calvin, we meet again. This is my wife,

Chloe.”

Displaying gentle compliance, Chloe added, “Hello, Uncle Calvin.”

Calvin was at a loss for words and remained silent, He had never experienced such an awkward

situation before in his entire life. It was only now that he realized the girl he met at Fairlight last time

was Joseph’s wife

Suddenly, he found himself embodying the archetypal elderly villain that was often portrayed in movies.

“You two are already acquainted?” speculated Harold. “Have you collaborated in business?”

Calvin hastily changed the subject. “Yes, yes. We had some minor business collaborations. Speaking

of which, Mr. Harold, let me introduce you to someone.” He shifted his body slightly, revealing the

young man behind him. “This is Noah Gunter, the grandson of the Sullivan elders.”

Noah was dressed in a casual white shirt. His slightly disheveled hair fell gently over his forehead.

Despite having a clean and charming youthful face, he looked more mature than his

age. With warm, gentle eyes of hazel, he offered a welcoming smile and greeted, “Mr. Harold. Mr.

Joseph. Ms. Chloe.”

Harold was aware of the things that happened to Noah’s family. He felt deep sympathy and

commented, “You’ve grown so much. Are you married yet?”

Noah chuckled and replied, “Mr. Whitman, I’m still pursuing my studies.

Harold appeared momentarily surprised. “Are you in your final year?”

“Yes, I’m currently a senior, and I intend to continue my education through postgraduate studies.”

“That’s commendable. However, it might be time to consider marriage. Your grandfather is a great

man. I don’t understand why he hasn’t taken the initiative to arrange one for you.”

Noah replied with a warm and gentle smile, “I feel that I’m still young, so there’s no rush.”

Harold agreed, “You’re right. Joseph only found a wife at nearly thirty.”

Joseph, uninterested in the conversation, decided to lead Chloe to the refreshment area. Chloe’s

empty stomach grumbled with hunger, but after indulging in a piece of cheesecake, her satisfied

expression brightened her entire being.

“If you’re tired, feel free to rest,” Joseph said.

“Okay.” Chloe understood that occasions like these often involved drinking. She gestured toward the

nearby vintage sofa and said, “I’ll wait for you here.”

Harold could not help but worry about Noah. There was not a trace of the typical businessman aura

about him. Instead, he exuded the air of a scholar. He pondered about Noah’s future with a hint of

concern.

Calvin saw through the thoughts in Harold’s mind and chuckled softly. “The kid’s quite shrewd. Just a

few days ago, he enlightened me on a few matters.”

“Is that so?” Harold was surprised.

“Yeah.”

While Noah appeared harmless and pure on the surface, beneath his facade, he concealed a cunning

nature. It was not far-fetched to say that he was a wolf disguised in sheep’s clothing.

At this moment, Noah bid farewell to Harold and promptly left.

Noah’s driver quickly followed behind him. He sighed and commented, “I can’t believe that young lady

is Mr. Harold’s granddaughter-in-law. But her husband is so ruthless to her. If it were my daughter left

stranded in the pouring rain, I’d advise her to break up, regardless of their wealth. It’s only been a short

while since their marriage, and he’s already treating her this way. She’s bound to face further

mistreatment in the future.”

Noah chuckled softly, refraining from expressing his opinion.

As the banquet reached its midpoint and the majority of the attendees had finished their meals, they

started seeking out Joseph and the Baileys, hoping that they could form some sort of collaboration with

them.

Diego, in his forties, donned a finely tailored suit that accentuated his portly figure. His countenance

was unremarkable, yet he exuded an air of superiority. However, in Joseph’s presence, his sense of

superiority noticeably waned.

There was always someone who could outshine you in all aspects.

Diego plastered a smile on his face and said, “Mr. Joseph, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I didn’t expect

you to be so young.”

With one hand in his pocket, Joseph casually glanced at Diego and ignored him.

Diego felt insulted. However, the thought of the Whitmans being the top among the Four Greats,

combined with Joseph’s formidable capabilities, made him swallow his pride. “Mr. Joseph, you appear

to be around the same age as my daughter. I wonder if you’d be-”

“I’m married,” Joseph interrupted, looking toward the woman sitting on a nearby sofa. “My wife is over

there.”