Chapter 839 What Do You Think About Eliminating Joseph?

Chloe wrapped up the small tasks she had on hand and tried to slip out of the office. But in the

elevator, she ran into Frieda.

Upon recognizing Chloe, Frieda's face filled with concern. "Are you okay, Coco? Joe told me

everything."

"Huh? What happened to me?" Chloe asked, confusion creasing her brows.

Frieda studied Chloe's weary face and dry lips, sensing that her usual vibrant spirit was subdued.

Compassion welled within Frieda. "You’re a good girl, Coco. Whether you end up with Joe or not, I

hope you’re blessed with health and happiness. Don't force yourself to be with someone you don't

love."

Chloe nodded but misunderstood Frieda's intentions. She responded with solemn assurance,

"You're a good person too, different from Joseph. I have no ties to him anymore. I'll treat you as any

other employee at work and won't make things hard for you because of a certain person."

Frieda's expression froze. She was unsure how to reply. Chloe's words were not wrong, but they

struck her as odd, almost jarring.

Ding.

The elevator doors slid open. Chloe adjusted her hair and stepped out. Unknown to her, her every

move was captured by the surveillance camera overhead. Noah stared at his phone, watching the

feed transmitted to it, before tossing the phone onto the table. He closed his eyes and leaned back

into his chair, gathering his scattered emotions. He did not wish to harm the innocent, but some

people were ticking time bombs—unhelpful and perpetually at risk of betrayal.

"Frieda, you only have yourself to blame for your misfortune," he muttered.

Noah opened his eyes as a newfound resolve took hold of him. He had already secured Cyrus'

number. However, he had not had the opportunity to meet him because of the issue with Chloe over

the past few days. But now, the time was right.

As Chloe departed from Exotic Star, Noah set up a meeting with Cyrus at a cafe situated close by.

"Father, are we simply going to stand idly by while that brat tries to manipulate us?" Otto grumbled.

The frustration in his voice was evident as he poured himself a coffee. "What if he knows nothing

about the madam's whereabouts and is just using us to handle Joseph?"

Cyrus responded with an air of indifference as he counted his rosary beads. "We'll know once we

meet with him. Why are you being so impatient? Have you put it in the coffee?"

"Done," Otto confirmed, a hint of concern flashing through his eyes as he sprinkled a mysterious

powder into the coffee pot. "So if Noah has information about the madam, are we really going to kill

Joseph?"

Cyrus smiled, a flash of cruelty in his eyes. "A snake in the grass is dangerous if left to slither.”

This was a good opportunity to cut off her fanciful thoughts. Once captured, she would not be able

to run away again.

Otto nodded, his expression turning sinister as he stirred the coffee, making the powder

undetectable.

To cooperate with Duskfall, merely knowing the madam's whereabouts would not be enough. They

needed to assess their capabilities. Would they work together to crush Joseph or would Noah

become subservient to Duskfall?

Knock, knock, knock.

Otto got up to answer the door. As if welcoming a guest to a routine business meeting, he greeted,

"Mr. Noah. Please, come in."

Noah’s eyes swept over Otto’s insincere smile. He then turned to look at the middle-aged man in

the room. He was almost 2 meters tall and dressed in casual white attire. His neat hair was

peppered with a few white strands. He had a narrow face, with many fine lines at the corners of his

eyes. At first glance, he looked benevolent, but prolonged observation revealed the unsettling

quality within him. It was particularly pronounced in his smile and instilled fear.

"Mr. Cyrus?" Noah inquired, breaking the silence.

Cyrus offered a nod, motioning for Noah to take a seat.

Acknowledging the gesture, Noah dispensed with formalities and delved directly into the matter at

hand. "I trust that Otto has spoken to you. Our goals align, so what do you think about eliminating

Joseph?”