Chapter 406

Chapter 406 Have You Heard of Manufactured Fate

“First, we need to make things clear. I haven’t agreed to reconcile. Even if it’s proven that the incident

that night was an accident, we both need time to cool off and carefully assess the situation.”

Apart from Xavia, there were many other personal factors between them.

Joseph’s lips curled into a smile as he nodded in agreement. ‘Dumbo must be secretly delighted. while

pretending to stay composed. Well, if she wants to put on a show, I’ll join her in this play.” When Xavia

received his call, she felt a surge of excitement and joy. She meticulously applied her makeup and

slipped into a stunning white dress, eagerly making her way to the Fairlight to meet him.

Meanwhile, in the office, Nathan, Jonathan, and the others had departed. Expecting Jonathan to not

repurchase the house, Joseph instructed Lucas to contact the buyer.

Chloe anticipated Xavia’s imminent arrival. A sly glint sparkled in her almond-shaped eyes. “I’ll slip

away to the restroom later. Don’t let Xavia know I’m here.”

With Chloe’s presence, Xavia would surely feel restricted and guarded. Joseph saw through the

scheming nature of Chloe’s thoughts and raised an eyebrow. “Afraid that she might hold back?”

Chloe shrugged, neither confirming nor denying his assumption.

After approximately three minutes, the sound of the elevator’s “ding” resonated from outside. Chloe

swiftly slipped into the restroom, leaving the door slightly ajar to discreetly observe the unfolding scene.

Joseph let out a sigh, feeling as though he were a sneaky thief.

“Joe, you asked to see me?” Xavia’s voice trembled with a hint of shyness as she entered. Her face

was delicately enhanced with light makeup, and she donned a stylish coffee-colored windbreaker Her

eyes sparkled with anticipation as they locked onto Joseph.

It had been days since he last reached out to her, and the unexpected evening invitation left her mind

wondering. ‘Does he….miss me?’ Xavia silently pondered, her heart fluttering with hope.

She had always held the belief that men could be categorized into two types: those who let their primal

instincts guide them, and those who lead their lives with reason and control. Joseph, without a doubt,

fell into the latter category.

However, no matter how rational a man may be, he could not completely resist the innate desires of the

body. Just like that fateful night, if Chloe had not acted first, it would have been her in Chloe’s place.

Now, with her pregnancy and the years of emotional connection between them, she -firmly believed

that she would eventually win Joseph over.

‘Is today the day?

Joseph glanced at Xavía casually, devoid of any emotions. “Take a seat.”

She nodded gently, gazing at him affectionately, awaiting his next words.

“That night at Graceville Estate, what time did you come to find me?”.

Xavia’s expression shifted as she was caught off guard by the sudden question. “I believe it was

around nine. I don’t recall the exact time. Why do you ask?”

“That night, I had a terrible headache and wasn’t feeling well, so I went to bed early.”

“Yes. When I entered, you were indeed asleep…” Uncertain of his motives, she chose her words

carefully, fearing that he had discovered something. “But you appeared sick as if you had a fever. Joe,

could someone have drugged you…” She stared intently at him as she uttered those words, afraid of

missing any subtle expression.

He chuckled and countered, “What do you think?”

“I don’t know… Under normal circumstances, you’re not that kind of person…” She was completely

uncertain, a trace of unease flickering in her eyes. “Did you discover something?”

“No.”

That day, Lucas was in charge of the tea, and with the surveillance equipment outside the room.

damaged, it was difficult to identify the suspect.

A sense of relief washed over Xavia, and she felt her body relax.

S was known for his reliability in handling delicate matters, and all the staff present at Graceville Estate

that day were under his control. This plan had been meticulously laid out for over a year, making it

difficult to trace back.

“Joe, let’s leave the past behind us,” Xavia declared, rising from her seat and approaching him with a

tender, loving gaze. “Now that we’re expecting a baby, it’s a sign of fate.” Joseph’s lips curled into a

mocking smile. “Have you ever heard of manufactured fate?”