Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 200 How Bold of Him to Pursue Joseph’s Woman

“Do you know her?” Ellie asked.

“Chloe used to work at Baxon, and I had always desired a taste of her,” Maurice said.

This caused Ellie to pause in surprise. She had never expected Chloe to have worked for Baxon, and it seemed to her that Maurice held a strong interest in her. “Find a way to arrange a meeting with her quickly. I don’t care what you do, but I need a few photos as evidence,” she said.

Maurice replied, “Arranging a meeting with Chloe won’t be easy. She’s wary of me.”

“You want me to help you?” Ellie questioned.

“Let’s not frame it as helping or not helping. If you help me, you’ll benefit too.”

Ellie contemplated for a brief moment, her mind filled with vivid images of a future where Chloe’s reputation was completely destroyed, leaving her unable to pose any competition. A wave of pleasure surged through Ellie, engulfing her with a sense of satisfaction.

“All right then, but it’ll cost you more,” Elie agreed.

*

Since the day Xavia appeared at Fairlight, several days passed without her reemerging. The Johnsons seemed to have

well. Life settled into a tranquil rhythm as if

her without reason, just as she would not genuinely withdraw from Joseph’s life for no apparent cause. Even if Chloe tried to overlook Xavia’s peculiar behavior and believe her words, she

the first place. What purpose lay behind her

it had been more than a month since the Johnsons had stirred up trouble. They had come close to achieving their desired outcomes on two occasions, only to have Chloe thwart their plans. If they were willing to show reason and accept responsibility for their actions,

Chloe could not believe she would endure the humiliation of being showered with rotten eggs. Was it possible that Ava was brewing

seat, Joseph glanced below the stage.

fell precisely within his line of sight. She had her eyes

in the air. She had opted for light and natural makeup today, and her sky–blue round–collar short dress

nodded slightly, clearly lost in a daydream. She did not even notice when her pen fell from her hand, and it was a male colleague sitting beside her who

pick

and intentionally, he grasped her palm, as if examining her hand lines or engaging in palmistry.

lips parted, and he uttered her name,

the crowd, Chloe was

drift off,”

everyone in the room became hyper focused,

her face, her response remained calm, “Yes, Mr. Joseph.” Her ability to remain unruffled by praise

a woman destined for