Chapter 384

Chapter 384 A Gang

Harold sneered. “This reward is undeserved. I don’t dare accept your gift.”

“You’re an elder, so there’s no such thing. I’m giving you a gift to show my filial you.”

“Who are you? Did I ask you to do that for me?”

respect for

Holding the gift, Xavia’s hands stiffened. She did not know if she should retrieve the gift and continued

with this stalemate. She said in an aggrieved manner, “Grandpa, I know you don’t like me, but I was

forced to do what I did before. I just wanted to survive.”

“The bastard isn’t here. Stop trying to pretend to be pitiful. It’s useless!” Harold snorted in annoyance.

He would not accept this.

A tinge of resentment flashed across her eyes. She whispered and inevitably sobbed, “I’m not

pretending to be pitiful…”

She could not change the fact that she came from a village and that she had no background no matter

how good she was at her studies. Hence, she could only work hard to cater to the successful people in

the upper class and eliminate her identity as a poor person who came from a village. She strove so

hard, so she felt that she should be praised instead of being criticized and scoffed at.

Harold shot her a fierce glare. “You’re the one who’s behind Chloe’s kidnap, aren’t you?”

“Someone kidnap Ms. Chloe?” Xavia appeared bewildered and asked anxiously, “Why did that

happen? How is she now? Is she safe?”

Harold narrowed his eyes. “Stop pretending. I know that it was you.”

Xavia clenched her fists before she burst into tears. “Grandpa, I know you don’t like me but please

don’t accuse me blindly. I don’t have the guts to do such an illegal thing.”

“Do you want me to show you the evidence?”

Feeling nervous, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. ‘No… This old bastard couldn’t have gotten

evidence. S wouldn’t have exposed himself so easily. Harold must be trying to bluff me.”

“I didn’t do it, so of course, there’s no evidence.”

Harold caught the change in her expression and interrogated sternly, “If you tell me the identity of the

culprit now, I’ll consider letting you off the hook. Who helped you?”

“No, I did nothing!” Xavia became agitated all of a sudden. She abruptly got to her knees and cried

profusely. She blurted out, “I can understand that you don’t want Joe to

marry me, but you can’t pin a groundless crime on me!”

She cried loudly, and being in a relatively quiet cafe, she soon attracted the waiter.

“I’m sorry. May I ask if there’s anything you need help with?”

Patrick stepped forward and said, “It’s fine. Leave.”

“Ah… My belly is hurting. My baby…” Xavia suddenly held her belly and cried out in pain.

The waiter thought that Harold had done something to the pregnant woman and wanted to call 911.

Harold flared up in a rage. “Stop pretending! I didn’t touch you!”

“You shouldn’t upset a pregnant lady. It may cause a miscarriage!” the waiter shouted before he tried to

soothe Xavia.

However, Xavia refused to get up. She held her belly and knelt on the floor looking like she was in pain.

“Grandpa, I will have wronged the Whitman family if something happens to this baby. If this baby

comes out safely, please give Joe and me a chance to take care of you together. Is that okay?”

“Are you threatening me?” Harold asked as he stared at her angrily.

“No, I wouldn’t dare. I just hope that you can put aside your prejudice against me… I love Joe with all

my heart.”

Patrick could not bear to listen to that anymore. “We’ll take you to the hospital now. You’re going over

the line if the doctor claims that you’re fine.”

When Joseph arrived at the hospital, the doctor had just produced the result. Xavia was indeed having

miscarriage-like symptoms.

Joseph stared at Harold. “Why the hell did you meet her?”

“Why? I think she was the one behind it. She was the one who hired people to kidnap Chloe.”

“Do you have any evidence?”

“No, but her expression was strange. She must be guilty.”

She must have been scared, so she experienced a miscarriage-like symptom.

Joseph pressed his temples in frustration. “Our society is ruled by law. We have to look at the

evidence.”

If there was evidence, he would not be bothered even if Xavia was sent to the police station.

“Why are you speaking up for her?” Harold shivered in fury. He was so angry that he felt like he could

pass at any moment.

‘Oh, shit! The brat’s bewitched by this scheming bitch. How sinful!’

Joseph did not bother to explain. “Patrick, take Grandpa home.”

Harold was infuriated. “Fine, I won’t meddle in your business. You’re the one in charge of this family!”

Patrick shook his head before he hurriedly followed after Harold.

Xavia dozed off in the ward. Joseph did not go in and sat outside smoking. He then took out his phone

and typed a series of strange numbers.

“How’s the investigation going?”

“It’s a bit complicated. They’re recidivists, and they’re very good at counter-surveillance. It’s likely not

as simple as personal retaliation.”

“Be more specific.”

“This looks to be the work of a gang.”

Joseph held his cigarette lightly between his lips, his countenance turned murderous amid the smoke.

He said coldly, “Keep on investigating. Don’t alert the enemies.”

Lucas walked over and reminded him softly, “Sir, we should go now. You have an appointment with Mr.

Alexander.”

Aaron had run away with the money and someone had died on the construction site. Chloe was not at

fault but after the investigations, the project was found to have cut corners to save

money

and were in multiple construction violations. Hence, the project was forced to suspend its work. It was

an unfinished project rather than a suspension of work.

After paying the workers their wages, Chloe had no more money or energy to dive into this project

again. She wanted to shift her focus to the Johnson Group. She had to go to a golf course to negotiate

a new project with a partner.