Chapter 864 He Regrets It Now

Chloe was taken aback. She clenched her fists. "Who told you that?”

Jasper hung his head and did not answer her question. He said in a desolate tone, "I think I am."

He had been motherless since young and his grandfather had been in a coma. And now, his father had gotten into an accident not long after his

grandfather woke up. He was just five years old, but all he brought them was misery.

Jasper believed he was a curse.

"No, you're not a curse,” Chloe said gently, "Every child is a gift God picked out with great care, and only the luckiest people receive these gifts. Your

family's life became wonderful and interesting after you came along. Similarly, they only became a true family after you came."

Jasper's eyes lit up, making him look naive and pure. “Really? I'm a gift God picked out? I'm not a curse?"

"Of course, you’re not. Sometimes, the best news is no news. I'm sure Joseph managed to escape from the danger." Chloe smiled and smoothed the

boy’s messy hair.

Jasper nodded firmly and said sweetly, "Thank you for comforting me, Ms. Chloe.”

Aside fram Joseph and Harold, Chice was the person who was nicest to him. He regretted promising to stop trying to get her and Joseph back

together.

"No, that's not what I'm doing. We're just having a heart-to-heart chat." Chloe then asked again, "Can you tell me who called you a curse?”

"It was Great Uncle." Jasper did not hold back.

Chloe frowned as a fierceness flitted through her eyes. "It's getting dark. Let's get you home.”

Jasper would be in danger if he stayed with her. She could not protect him. Besides, it was her wedding tomorrow, so it was inappropriate for her to

stay with him.

"Okay. Thank you, Ms. Chloe." Jasper, now calmed, obediently agreed

Harold was nervously talking into his phone in the Whitman family home.

"Joseph is at your place?”

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"The Internet is too advanced these days. People have no privacy."

"The mountain is quiet, so it's much better up here. When are you going to come here to visit me?"

"I don't know how much time I have left. We'll talk about it if I manage to stay alive and when my body is stronger.”

"All right. I think Joseph will wake up tonight and should be hame by tomorrow."

Harold could finally relax. After chatting with the caller about former times, he hung up the call.

Just then, Preston and Jonathan kicked the door open

"You bastards! Have you forgotten your manners?!"

"Stop worrying over these small affairs, Dad. We have to quickly handle the serious stuff.”

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Jonathan was beaming though he claimed he was sad. His schemes were as plain as day.

"Get out!" Harold raised his walking stick in a threat to hit Jonathan. "Don't make me hit you!”

Preston's face turned gloomy. "Dad, do you intend for the little kid to inherit the assets?”

"So what if I give it to Jas? It's better than giving it to an outsider like you. You're no longer a Whitman and have no right to order me around."

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Duskfall would surely not have meddled in this. If Joseph truly had perished, the Whitman family would go down with me. Duskfall would not have to

pull such a move.