Chapter 847 I’m Getting Married, Would You Like to Come?

"What are you talking about? We’re the victims here..."

"Move." Annoyed, Tyson pushed the sleazy doctor to the side, intending to leave him for last.

This kind of thing has happened many times before. Previously, he was occupied with major cases

and rarely paid attention to trivial matters like this one. However, he happened to be free today

when Joseph messaged Tyson. Even though Joseph had not told him the whole story, he had a

general idea of what happened after seeing his colleagues and him heading to the same location.

Tyson looked at the man and sighed at his incompetence despite all the years the man had worked

as a police officer.

"Uncle, who is he? Why are you so scared of him?" the sleazy doctor asked cautiously.

"I don't know, but he's not someone to mess with."

"That’s Joseph Whitman, the CEO of the Whitman Group," a younger police officer said, "You're in

trouble now."

The sleazy doctor and his uncles exchanged glances as their legs went weak and their faces turned

ashen. They thought Joseph was nothing but a paper tiger since he had remained silent the entire

time. It was said that Joseph ruled over Docwood as if he owned the city, leading them to believe he

would explode at the slightest provocation. Little had they expected that he would tolerate them for

so long.

They failed to realize that Joseph was not refraining out of fear, but rather he valued his chance

meeting with Chloe. He did not wish to waste time on them. The fates of these men were sealed as

they had gone up against the wrong person.

"You've been transferred to Docwood?" Chloe asked as she looked at Tyson curiously, feeling a hint

of nostalgia from meeting with an old acquaintance.

"Yeah, I got promoted after solving a major case two years ago," Tyson said as he glared at the

men from the hospital. "How are you? They didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Patting his chest, Jasper said confidently, "With my dad and me around, nobody can lay a hand on

Ms. Chloe!"

"Good boy."

"They’re using the hospital to pull off scams. Might I suggest you shut them down for rectification

and investigation," Joseph said, his tone cold and contemptuous as he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tyson scratched his nose and said, "You're right, we'll have this looked into."

As Chloe wiped away the tomato sauce at the corner of Jasper's mouth, she said, "I believe you

should be able to handle this. I'm sorry if I've caused you trouble." Tyson had been nice to her in the

past, so she gave him an easy way out.

Tyson laughed. He liked to deal with Chloe better since she was soft-spoken and less intimidating.

"Have the two of you... reconciled?" he asked.

When he entered, he saw the three sitting by the window like a happy family.

"No," Chloe replied with a calm expression. "I'm getting married the day after tomorrow. Would you

like to come? I'll send you an invitation."

"Huh?" Tyson was stunned. "Who are you marrying"

"His name is Noah."

Tyson fell silent. 'Isn't Noah the one who fought with Joseph for Chloe's attention five years ago?

Looks like he's succeeded.' He turned to glance at Joseph. The word "displeased" was written

clearly all over his chiseled and defined icy face.

Tyson hemmed and hawed a few times before saying, "Chloe, can I have a second with you? I have

something to tell you."

Joseph tapped on the table and said, "You can say whatever you have to say here."