Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 109

Chapter 109 What’s Your Nephew’s Name

Chloe braced herself against the discomfort in her stomach and sat up straight to examine the

contract.

However, the swift movements of the car hurtling through the darkness, coupled with an abrupt break from Lucas, nearly caused her to vomit right then and there.

Chloe retracted her hand that was poised to switch on the overhead light. She hunched over, covering her mouth with one hand, while flipping the contract to the last page. Despite the dim light, she located the signature area and swiftly signed her name.

As a solitary woman, she had nothing to offer to those with greedy intentions. Moreover, even if Joseph harbored any intentions of enforcing unjust conditions, he would find it futile. After all, the terms of her salary had been mutually agreed upon from the get-go.

Chloe handed over the contract, immediately closing her eyes in an attempt to suppress her rising nausea. She moved swiftly as if purposefully avoiding any interaction with Joseph.

His handsome face darkened, shrouded in a veil of gloom. ‘Does she despise me?’

The rest of the journey passed in silence. Although it was the warm month of June, the atmosphere in the car was icy. Lucas shivered against the chill.

‘Sob, sob. Why do I have to suffer from the cold just because you two are quarreling?’

Soon, they arrived at the central courtyard. The torment of the journey had left Chloe drained. Stepping out of the car, she greedily inhaled the fresh air, feeling a small measure of relief

wash over her.

Despite her exhaustion, she had not forgotten that it was her turn to walk Toto today. Hastily, she grabbed the leash and briskly passed by Joseph without a word, opting not to provoke him any further.

Joseph was left speechless by Chloe’s cold attitude. He had never realized that this woman possessed such a fiery temper.

Tomorrow, when Chloe got to work and discovered it was Fairlight, she would surely express gratitude toward him. At that point, he will have the perfect opportunity to impart to her a

lesson or two.

Twenty minutes later.

Chloe returned with Toto and made her way to her bedroom. She drank a glass of water, swiftly freshened up, and slipped into bed.

The next morning, still groggy and half asleep, she heard a commotion outside her room. She

pulled the blanket over her head, opting to surrender to sleep until she naturally woke up. As someone who had recently resigned from her job, she was determined not to disappoint herself and decided to sleep as much as she wanted.

Knock, knock, knock…

“You have fifteen minutes to get ready.”

Three seconds later, Chloe threw off the blanket, her eyes wide open, remembering the contract she had signed last night.

“I’m reporting to work today?” she exclaimed, her morning voice soft and sweet, laced with a hint of coquettishness.

“Finance will begin calculating your salary today. If you don’t feel like going, I can inform them.”

“No, I’ll go!”

Fifteen minutes were definitely not enough for Chloe to complete her makeup routine. Hastily brushing her teeth and washing her face, she stuffed her makeup bag into her handbag before heading downstairs to find Joseph.

“I’m ready. Let’s go.”

Joseph set down the newspaper and glanced at her. Pencil pants, a boyfriend-style shirt, and petite high-heeled shoes adorned her figure, lending her a casual yet fashionable charm.

Water droplets glistened on her fresh, makeup-free face. Under the gentle caress of sunlight, her delicate eyebrows and captivating eyes radiated a mesmerizing sparkle, making it impossible to look away.

Joseph’s eyelid twitched. Suddenly realizing that even though Fairlight had no shortage of beautiful women, Chloe was the only one who was naturally radiant without any makeup on.

He pondered for a moment. The marketing department consisted mostly of female employees, with only a few males. He had interacted with some of them, and they were decent men, unlike the darkness he had witnessed at Baxon.

Joseph responded with a casual “Okay.”

Yesterday, Patrick had taken leave due to personal matters, but he returned today. Joseph reinstated him as the driver. With over twenty years of driving experience, Patrick possessed a solid skill set

behind the wheel, unlike Lucas.

Chloe cheerily applied her makeup inside the car. Coincidentally, they arrived at Fairlight just as she put the final touches on her face.

She stepped out of the car alongside Joseph, initially unaware that something was amiss as the surroundings consisted mainly of commercial buildings. It was not until Joseph led the way into Fairlight that she was taken aback.

“What are we doing at Fairlight?” she questioned, her voice tinged with surprise.

Joseph did not bother to turn around. “Are you an idiot? What else would we be doing here besides going to work?”

Chloe stood in stunned silence, her mind racing as a thousand thoughts flooded through her head. She coughed, trying to gather herself.

“Are you joking?” she asked, hoping for some clarification.

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Joseph had access to a private elevator, and since it was not yet working hours, they hardly ran into any employees along the way. Chloe anxiously watched the floor numbers change as they ascended.

Finally, the elevator came to a halt on the highest floor.

Her fingers trembled, her heart pounded fiercely, and the pain of her nails digging into her flesh could not compare to the horror that lay before her. This floor housed only two offices the CEO’s office and the CEO’s assistant’s office.

Joseph strode toward the CEO’s office, pushing the door open with a casual flair and tossing his suit jacket onto the couch.

“Wait here. Once Lucas arrives, he’ll guide you through the orientation process,” Joseph instructed.

Chloe surveyed the office, still imbued with Joseph’s lingering scent, a testament to the time he had spent there. Her head spun and her body swayed. She was on the verge of toppling over.

Joseph swiftly reached out and steadied her by wrapping an arm around her waist. “Are okay?”

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‘Could it be low blood sugar from skipping breakfast? There is a pantry on the seventh floor stocked with chocolates.’

He guided Chloe to the nearby couch and intended to fetch some for her. However, as he was about to turn away, Chloe clung tightly to his arm, her gaze locked on him.

“What’s your nephew’s name?” she asked.