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.”

nonsense, Joseph promptly ended the call, unwilling to listen to any further explanation from the other end. After all the talking, he

for a

noticed his action and handed it to

looked up, and

her appearance with a subtle touch of makeup. Her delicate features exuded an aura of grace,

shimmering. “Patrick

this to

anything to you?” he asked.

He didn’t

Joseph raised his eyebrows.

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that I shouldn’t care

Joseph everything that Harold told her.

brow slightly and said, “Don’t listen

to back down. “Then I guess

malicious smirk tugged at Joseph’s thin lips. “Well, let’s see.”

want?” Chloe stared at him incredulously.

so much, you should stay and continue to be his

-in–law.”

had made his intentions clear and had given her enough

numerous concessions on her behalf. This was her final opportunity, and

consequences would

as she stared at him. “Am I some kind

I’m supposed to stay and be your wife? Joseph, you have a lot of

me!” Joseph rose to his feet, his thin lips pressed into

line, his countenance cold and

immediately covered her mouth, realizing her mistake. This was his territory, and