Chapter 320 A Foreboding Sense of Dread

Chloe gently pushed open the door and entered the study. Joseph remained with his back turned, his gaze fixed on the computer screen. His handsome face was dark and brooding, fueled by his intense frustration over the Whitman Group’s recent months of losses. He had an irresistible urge

to grab Jona

wn Chloe’s spine, accompanied by a foreboding sense of dread in

than and give him a good beating.

He picked up his phone and called Jonathan, his voice carrying an obvious tone of frustration. Terminate all the projects you invested in last quarter immediately. Also, I want you to voluntarily

step down from the board of directors. Focus on your role as the administrative director and

refrain from meddling in any senior–level projects.”

Chloe’s heart skipped a beat. She could not help but wonder just how much damage Jonathan had

caused the Whitman Group to provoke such anger from someone as influential and formidable as

Joseph. The extent of the losses must have been significant for Joseph to be seething with such

frustration

“No! You can’t do this to me, Joe! As a Whitman, it’s only natural for me to be on the board unless

Grandpa says otherwise!” Jonathan protested.

Joseph sneered, “Just wait for the notice.”

promptly ended the call, unwilling to listen

turned around to reach for a glass

action and

looked up, and their

in a serene shade of sky blue, enhancing her appearance with a subtle touch of makeup. Her delicate

deep, enigmatic gaze, her eyes shimmering. “Patrick hurt his back, so he

this to

to you?” he

He didn’t say anything”

Really?” Joseph raised his eyebrows.

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own life, and that

chose not to tell Joseph everything

and

I guess I shouldn’t listen

Joseph’s thin lips. “Well, let’s

want?” Chloe stared at him

much, you should stay and continue to

-in–law.”

had made his intentions clear and had given her enough reputation.

behalf. This was her final opportunity, and if she failed to

it, the consequences would be solely her responsibility.

had heard as she stared at him. “Am I some

and be your

words when you’re talking to me!” Joseph rose to his feet, his thin lips pressed into

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