Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 604 Trading Chloe for a Lead on Fleurette

Crimson Oasis of Aesper was a renowned nightclub bustling with people from all walks of life, each with their own unique character. Led by a waiter, Joseph made his way to the entrance of a private VIP room.

"The gentleman has arrived," announced the two guards stationed at the entrance, one of them holding onto a black bowler hat reminiscent of those worn during funerals.

"Mr. Joseph, this is a gift from Mr. Otto—" the man began, but his words were cut short as the man behind Joseph delivered a forceful slap across his face. "Fuck! Who do you think you are? I'll send you to your grave!"

The guard was instantly hurled against the wall, and the hat in his hand conveniently landed on the head of his companion. Lucas raised his thumbs at Vince Fiersen in admiration. "Bro, you truly live up to your name. You’re fearsome and formidable."

Mr. Joseph always brought this man to such occasions. With his towering height of 1.9 meters and weight of 190 kilograms, Vince truly commanded attention.

Joseph cast a glance at the other man guarding the door, who trembled nervously and swiftly opened it. "Please step inside..." he stammered, his voice filled with trepidation. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

In the private room, colorful lights flickered, dimly illuminating everyone present. A beautiful woman was perched on Otto’s thigh, whispering to him affectionately. But the moment her eyes fell upon Joseph’s figure—his slim waist, broad shoulders, and dignified demeanor—she was instantly captivated. Although Otto was handsome in his own right, he had a different style compared to Joseph. She much preferred someone like Joseph.

Otto smiled and said, "If you like him, go ahead and give him your best service."

The beautiful woman beamed in response. "Thank you, sir."

She swayed her hips as she approached Joseph, casting a flirtatious glance. "This is our first time meeting, Mr. Joseph. I've heard so much about you," she purred.

Without Joseph uttering a word, Lucas stepped forward and sternly said, "Get lost." Though he could not overpower the bodyguards, he could still ward off these unwanted advances.

The beautiful woman grew irritated and glared at Lucas in anger, but she dared not say anything and reluctantly stepped aside.

"Your subordinate is at fault here. Beautiful women are meant to be cherished, not scolded. With two pregnant women at home, haven't you been suffocating these past few months?" Otto joked as if they were old acquaintances. He paused for a moment, then feigned realization. "Look at me, I forgot. Now there's only one left. Chloe can no longer be considered part of the Whitmans. What a pity."

Joseph casually sat down. "If you think it's a pity, you can do a good deed and adopt a few fatherless children. Maybe from the lady beside you?"

The beautiful woman became agitated and stomped her foot in anger. "I'm not pregnant!"

"Don't worry. Stay here a little longer and you eventually will be. Mr. Otto can then become a father."

Otto's face stiffened, sensing the mockery in Joseph's words. "That's enough. I didn't come here to exchange banter."

"Get to the point." Joseph remained calm, his voice steady.

"To be honest, I quite like Chloe. Since she's now considered to be defective goods, why not let me have some fun with her? And in return, I'll provide you with information about your mother's

whereabouts."

Joseph’s hand holding the wine glass paused for a moment, and his sharp eyes remained fixed on Otto. "You're giving me a lead? Aren't you afraid of Cyrus coming after you?"

Otto leaned back, a wicked smirk on his face. "What's the use of having a lead? I haven't found her either. Many hands make light work." Deep down, he knew that even if the Whitmans found Fleurette first, they could just snatch her back.

"There’s no need," Joseph refused without hesitation.

"Why? Chloe has already cuckolded you, but yet you're still so reluctant to let her go? Do you even care about finding your mother?"

Though it sounded like a jest, Joseph knew deep down that the Sinclairs would destroy anything he held dear. Once his mother escaped, Cyrus would undoubtedly seek revenge and crush the entire Whitman family. Harold was merely the first victim.