Bogus Billionaire by Shining Riviera

Chapter 320 A Foreboding Sense of Dread

Chloe gently pushed open the door and entered the study. Joseph remained with his back turned, his gaze fixed on the computer screen. His handsome face was dark and brooding, fueled by his intense frustration over the Whitman Group’s recent months of losses. He had an irresistible urge

to grab Jona

wn Chloe’s spine, accompanied by a foreboding sense of dread in

than and give him a good beating.

He picked up his phone and called Jonathan, his voice carrying an obvious tone of frustration. Terminate all the projects you invested in last quarter immediately. Also, I want you to voluntarily

step down from the board of directors. Focus on your role as the administrative director and

refrain from meddling in any senior–level projects.”

Chloe’s heart skipped a beat. She could not help but wonder just how much damage Jonathan had

caused the Whitman Group to provoke such anger from someone as influential and formidable as

Joseph. The extent of the losses must have been significant for Joseph to be seething with such

frustration

“No! You can’t do this to me, Joe! As a Whitman, it’s only natural for me to be on the board unless

Grandpa says otherwise!” Jonathan protested.

Joseph sneered, “Just wait for the notice.”

waiting for Jonathan to spew any more nonsense, Joseph promptly ended the call, unwilling to listen to any further explanation from the other end.

and turned around to reach for a

action and

looked up, and their gaze

donned a knee–length dress in a serene shade of sky blue, enhancing her appearance with a subtle

her eyes shimmering. “Patrick hurt his back,

to bring this to you.

Grandpa say anything to you?” he asked.

didn’t say

Really?” Joseph raised his

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to live my own life, and that

chose not to tell Joseph

his brow slightly and said, “Don’t listen

back down. “Then I guess I shouldn’t listen to

Joseph’s

want?” Chloe stared

you should stay and continue to

-in–law.”

and had given her

was her final opportunity, and if she

would be solely her

not believe what she had heard as she stared at him. “Am I some kind of

me, I’m supposed to stay and be your wife? Joseph,

words when you’re talking to me!” Joseph rose to his feet, his thin lips pressed into

line, his countenance

realizing her mistake. This was his