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Chapter 687 The Source of Joseph’s Endless Torment

Chapter 687 The Source of Joseph’s Endless Torment

Joseph exerted considerable force, leaving red marks on Chloe's wrist. Annoyance flashed across her face as she said, "Who cares about coming here? If it weren't for something important, I would never come here for the rest of my life."

Joseph's face turned pale with anger and responded by tightening his grip. He seemed intent on punishing her. Chloe winced in pain and took a quick step forward, viciously stomping on his shoe with her pointed heel a few times. Yet, Joseph remained surprisingly composed and side-eyed her.

"Had enough?" he asked.

Seeing him seemingly unaffected, Chloe's interest quickly waned. "What's with the tough act? It should hurt unless you're dead."

"You're right.”

Joseph's fingertips hid the red marks on Chloe's wrist. She forcefully pulled away, throwing him an indifferent expression. "Are you done, Mr. Joseph? Not every woman is like Xavia who throws themselves at any man they see. I'm only here today to deliver something to an employee of mine."

eyes met, but the distance prevented them from discerning the expression in each

Frieda. He asked Chloe, "That woman over

reason to lie to you. I have no interest in playing games

understood that beneath his striking exterior lay a former shell of himself. Inner beauty was the true symbol of

her slender waist as he leaned closer. "But you did pursue me five years ago, didn't

"People make mistakes. Can you guarantee a hundred percent

Noah," he stated, more

I have? Noah is wealthy and younger than

rushed to his head. Age was evidently a sore spot for him. Noah was currently in his youthful prime, the epitome

in Joseph's icy demeanor and sneered. She shook the car keys in her hand to signify her

go on the offensive instead of retreating. She looked eyes with Joseph as she hooked her fingers around his tie. Her voice turned soft and coquettish like a playful

fragrance, and what struck Joseph the most was that this scent was exactly the same as it was five years ago. It was the source of his endless

longed to confess to her that yes,

"I—"