Chapter 747 The Truth Has Come to Light

Jasper frowned. He felt that Noah was being hostile toward him, but he could not tell why. They had

never met before.

Frieda, familiar with what evil looked like, instantly noticed that there was something wrong with

Noah's gaze. She shielded Jasper behind her and nodded politely. "Mr. Noah."

"Is this your grandson?" Noah took a few steps forward. His eyes were glued to Jasper as if Frieda

was not there.

"No," Frieda denied, "He came looking for someone. Since I'm free, I’m taking care of him."

"Who’s he looking for?"

Frieda was uncertain how much of the conversation between her and Jasper Noah had overheard.

After some hesitation, she replied, "Ms. Chloe."

He would be suspicious if she hid anything.

"That’s Joseph's kid,” Noah stated matter-of-factly as his eyes turned dark. No wonder he had hated

Jasper at first sight.

"Yeah, Joseph’s my father. And you are?" Jasper asked fearlessly as he stepped forward.

Noah smiled faintly and said calmly, "I'm Coco's fiance, the love rival you wanted to see."

Jasper widened his eyes and looked Noah up and down. He soon concluded that Noah was much

younger than Joseph. He then extended a hand toward Noah and said formally, "Hello, I've heard

much about you."

Noah looked down at Jasper and could discern Chloe's traits on Jasper's childish face. He said

expressionlessly, "Coco isn't here. Go home."

Jasper looked at Frieda silently as if questioning the latter. ‘But Grandma said that Ms. Chloe is in

there.'

Frieda could tell that Noah was annoyed. Afraid that Jasper would get in the line of fire, she echoed,

"You heard Mr. Noah. Go home. Your driver is waiting for you downstairs."

Jasper could not tell if Noah was lying or not, but he had to be careful in other people’s territory

since he could not win. He obediently bade Frieda goodbye and strode into the elevator.

Noah, on the other hand, had no plans to leave. He absent-mindedly glanced at Frieda. "Have you

gotten a house in Docwood?"

"Not yet. I live alone, so it doesn't matter if I get a house or not."

"Alone? Don't you have kids?" Noah said slowly as if chit-chatting with her.

Frieda hung her head. "No, I don’t."

"You should get back to work now."

"Okay."

Noah stared at Frieda's back thoughtfully. Suddenly, he recalled what Vanya had once said. At first,

he found it impossible but then realized that Frieda exuded an extraordinary aura even though she

was not particularly charming. She also possessed unique viewpoints about jewelry.

She always kept her distance from everyone, and that was fine since some people disliked making

friends. But that did not line up with why she was so warm toward Jasper upon meeting him for the

first time. Besides, Jasper would not casually ask anyone about Chloe's whereabouts.

He then recalled the woman Vanya had talked about many years ago, and his interest was instantly

piqued. It would be interesting if Frieda was the person Duskfall was looking for.

Noah pretended like nothing had happened. He did not even tell Chloe that Jasper had come to see

her and went to the HR department to get Frieda's information. He found a statement about Frieda's

criminal offense in her files, which turned out to be theft. He frowned, finding something fishy about

it. He then asked someone to contact the shopkeeper and instruct him to come to Exotic Star.

The shopkeeper quickly arrived. When Noah showed the shopkeeper Frieda's photo, the man just

scratched his head and said, "No, that’s not her. Although that woman wasn’t young, she was

beautiful."

Noah was stunned and enlightened. The truth had come to light. Joseph's mother was still alive.

'Well, well. Looks like I've gained a huge bargaining chip.'

*

It was a cold night, and the streetlamps lined the road. Chloe stood beside her car on the ground

floor of Exotic Star, the light making her cast a long shadow.

‘That’s weird. Why is my tire suddenly leaking?’ Chloe wondered if she should go upstairs and ask

for Noah's help to change the tire. But he was still working overtime and she did not want to disturb

him. 'Forget it. I’ll just grab a cab home.'

Just then, a cab pulled up. The driver lowered the window and asked, "Do you need a ride, miss?

It's my last ride for the night.”