Chapter 794 I’ll Visit Mr. Desmond Tomorrow

Joseph heaved a sigh as he said, "I was as shocked as you are when I found out."

Under the assumption that his mother was dead after having disappeared from his life for more than

a decade, she suddenly came to him with a new appearance. It was a strange feeling, yet he felt joy

that his mother had finally come home.

Thinking back on all her interactions with Frieda, Chloe realized that Frieda had some unique

qualities that distinguished her from the average person. She had in-depth knowledge of luxury

items, yet was not attracted to them. She wore affordable brands, but still exuded an air of elegance

and nobility. While the two aspects were not contradictory, cultivating such a refined demeanor

required time and financial investment. She reckoned that Frieda was a formerly wealthy person

who had fallen on hard times and was now working out of necessity.

To Chloe, being around Frieda felt quite extraordinary, like standing next to a movie star.

She wondered, "Why did your mother choose to work at Exotic Star instead of Fairlight or the

Whitman Group?"

"Being too close to me might’ve drawn Duskfall’s attention," Joseph explained.

Chloe blinked and felt relieved that she had turned down Cyrus’ offer. Joseph’s mother had been

imprisoned for countless years and forced to live in seclusion. After enduring countless hardships to

escape, it was only natural for her to be extremely cautious and avoid showing even the slightest

opening.

Seeing Chloe's expression, Joseph knew what she was thinking. "Has Cyrus not contacted you

since then?"

Chloe was stunned for a moment, then quickly feigned composure. "Who's Cyrus, and why would

he contact me?"

“Drop it," Joseph said as he reached out to pinch her nose. "You were planning to tell Cyrus about

my mother when you asked to meet her that day, am I right? Why did your conscience suddenly

kick in?"

"You knew all along?"

"Of course."

Chloe felt her ears burning as she was overwhelmed with embarrassment. However, to live happily,

one should not hold too high moral standards.

"Since you already know, I won't say much. In the end, I didn't betray you, right?" She raised her

head, looking him square in the eye.

"I'm not blaming you. I'm just worried about you. Cyrus is cunning, and dealing with him is

dangerous."

Hearing this, Chloe fell silent for a moment before changing the subject. "How do you plan to get

Vanya out?"

Narrowing his eyes, Joseph tucked his hands into his pockets and said calmly, "I’ll visit Mr.

Desmond tomorrow."

"Okay. Make sure you go tomorrow."

If they delayed any longer, Vanya might not leave the Sullivan estate alive.

Suddenly, Chloe realized something and looked at Joseph embarrassingly. "I’m going to go now.

Let's just communicate through the phone in the future, all right?"

She did not know why but she felt like they were having a secret meeting. Could he, a prominent

financial figure, be more straightforward? If someone were to find out, she might not be able to

explain it.

Joseph took out a cigarette and lit it. As it glowed between his fingers, a wisp of smoke spiraled

upward and partially veiled his face. In the empty stairwell, his deep voice carried a captivating

allure as he said, "I wanted to see you."

Chloe rolled her eyes at him. Without giving him a response, she turned around and left. But as

soon as she grabbed the handle, she felt something flowing out from between her legs. Her

expression fell and she stood frozen in place.

'Damn it! Why is my period early?!’