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Chapter 230 Embrace Your Role and I’ll Grant You Wealth

The flurry of damning questions left Chloe speechless on the spot. The only person besides Joseph who had given her a bank card was Icarus. She quickly reached a conclusion-the surveillance footage from the neighborhood had been leaked online.

The room seemed to grow colder, the atmosphere thick with Joseph’s unspoken anger that hung heavy in the air. Chloe could sense a raging flamé manifesting without even lifting her head.

“Jojo, wait, please let me explain…

”

Joseph remained expressionless as he demanded, “Hand over your purse.”

Instinctively, Chloe protected her bag behind her and spoke in a soft tone. “I can explain everything, or we can call Icarus and ask him about what happened…”

Joseph observed her defensive actions, his eyebrows furrowing and his eyes narrowing. Without uttering a word, he forcefully snatched her bag and began rummaging through it until his hand seized hold of an unfamiliar bank card. His sharp eyes lowered, masking his emotions. His voice, now tinged with hoarseness, emanated an icy coldness as he asked, “How much money did Icarus give you?”

“I didn’t ask for it. He forced it on me. By the time I wanted to return it, he had already disappeared. “Chloe’s voice trembled as she spoke.

is on this card?” Joseph repeated the question, his anger

surface.

“28 million…”

gripping her chin tightly. “So 28

never said anything like that,” Chloe’s voice quivered as Joseph’s grip on her chin caused. her pain. Yet, she dared

devoid of any emotion, pierced through the air. “So, 28 million is enough

back stiffened, her lips trembling. “Icarus had no malicious intentions, and

consumed him, his blood boiling. “Do you think I’m

returned it if she did not want it. In the worst-case scenario, she could have simply discarded it. There were numerous ways to handle the situation and he

drained. They had just established their relationship recently, yet it seemed plagued by constant arguments. This was not the kind of

the car. Chloe cried out in pain as the impact rattled her, feeling as if her internal

speeding back

to get out of the car on her own, but he gripped onto her wrist tightly,

slow down,” she pleaded.

he brought Chloe directly into the bedroom and firmly shut the door. From outside the closed door, his voice took on a sinister tone.” From now on, you’ll be

the doorknob but to no avail. “Joseph, please let me out!” she pleaded, her