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Chapter 29 You’re Married?

Ten minutes later, Chloe could not bear the cold any longer and weakly tugged at Joseph’s sleeve, laughing dryly. “I’m getting kind of cold now. Can we close the windows?”

As a gentleman, Joseph replied, “Why of course.”

He immediately had Patrick close the car windows.

The flicker of amusement that crossed his eyes did not escape Chloe’s notice. She realized he was toying with her, but she had no other choice but to clench her teeth and bear it, in light of the fact that she was wearing the dress he had bought for her.

Harold was waiting outside the house with his cane in hand, anxiously looking out for them. The car stopped outside the large mansion that was as grand as a castle, and Chloe felt something was amiss when she saw it.

Although Jake’s uncle was wealthy, his family was not considered one of the wealthiest in Aesper. How could they afford such an extravagant estate worth billions while he was just a financial analyst?

She asked in a low voice, “Is this your ancestral home?”

Joseph answered, “Yeah, my ancestors have lived here for five generations.”

nodded, understanding how they had

were rich. That was how they had obtained this mansion. Several hundred years ago, the value of real estate in Aesper had not skyrocketed yet. Back then, a lot of people made a fortune from eviction compensation, so

my beloved granddaughter-in-law!” Harold exclaimed joyfully when he saw Chloe,

gift that Joseph had bought in advance and said with a smile,

his expression changed suddenly when he saw the state of Chloe’s ankle. He angrily pointed a finger at Joseph and scolded, “You little

used to, Grandpa. If I wanted

hurt her leg then?”

could not have been caused by a

phone at night and

Chloe quickly explained.

asked, his voice thick with suspicion.

As she made up the elaborate story,

are we having for dinner tonight? I’m

inform the chefs. They can make anything from a full-course meal to whatever

my good fortune to have married into the Whitman