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Chapter 493 This Woman or Your Mother’s Information, Your Choice

Undaunted by the threat, Otto pointed at Chloe and continued, “This woman might be one of Harold’s spies who was deliberately planted to keep you under control.”

Chloe’s anger reverberated through her voice as she retorted, “I’m not!”

Harold was pushing Joseph for an arranged marriage when they first met, so she was worried that Joseph would believe in Otto’s nonsense.

With a sly and cunning grin, Otto added, “Have this woman accompany me for one night and you’ll receive information about Fleurette’s whereabouts. The choice is yours.”

“Fuck you!” Joseph’s anger reached its peak, and he kicked Otto in the chest.

A fierce struggle ensued between the two, escalating the situation beyond control.

Chloe’s first instinct was not to break up the fight but to help Joseph. She could not stand Otto’s despicable behavior either, and he deserved to be taught a lesson. Gathering whatever objects she could find, she hurled them at Otto. This unexpected attack briefly caught him off

guard, providing an opening for Joseph.

Seizing the opportunity, Joseph pinned Otto to the ground and delivered one sharp slap after

another across Otto’s face.

Apart from some beatings from Cyrus in the past, Otto had never experienced such humiliation. He fought back, but it was futile.

assistant called the security guards to intervene, and with great difficulty, they managed to separate the brawling

what to do. He did not want to offend either

swollen and bruised, and he glared menacingly at Joseph, “Seems like this

in this

venting his anger, Joseph regained his composure. “You don’t know where

his clutches. Otto and Cyrus were on the same team, and Joseph was certain that Otto had ulterior motives for revealing this

had disappeared and Cyrus had been unable to locate her all this time. If Joseph learned that his mother was alive, he would stop at nothing to find her.

to

smile, he said, “Exactly. I don’t know where she is. She’s not my mother anyway.

never give birth to someone like you,” Joseph replied

domineering tone.

to something like

face twitched in anger.

Joseph and said, “Let’s go. Don’t waste your

say,” Joseph

watched as the two of them faded into the distance, and asked cautiously,

should we

replied, touching the injury at the corner of his mouth and

Nevertheless, my mission

a screen, showing great respect as he said,

he