Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 359 My Father Took His Own Life

As the rain began to fall outside, dark clouds obscured the moon.

Chloe was standing by the roadside without an umbrella, waiting for a ride-hailing car.

Five minutes later, Joseph emerged from the underground parking lot. He rolled down the car window halfway to reveal his noble face. “Get in. It’s going to be a stormy night, and you won’t be able to get a cab.”

As Chloe glanced at the ride-hailing order on her phone, she realized that despite the higher price, no driver had accepted it. With the rain intensifying, she knew that finding a ride would become even more challenging. Without hesitation, she decided to get into his car and informed him of her destination.

Having been to Chloe’s house twice before, Joseph remembered the route and had no need to rely on navigation. For a while, neither of them spoke as Chloe looked outside. The rain soon intensified, and large drops of water splattered against the car window, obscuring their view.

Chloe turned her gaze away, gathering the courage to ask the lingering questions in her mind. “Why did you agree to Grandpa’s three-month deadline?”

With his temperament, Harold should not have been able to manipulate him so easily.

he replied in a subdued tone, “There’s no longer a

to understand the reason behind your agreement,” Chloe said, her eyes filled with eager anticipation. Her curiosity could not be suppressed, and she longed to know how Harold had convinced

remained silent for a while, appearing unwilling to answer. Chloe pursed her lips

grandfather’s possession,” he suddenly said, his

During her first visit to Joseph’s family home, she sensed something peculiar about his family

of people in the world. Joseph’s father would have been the rightful successor to the Whitmans’ power if he had not died. Harold appeared kind-hearted, and although the rest of the Whitmans were not particularly likable,

him as an outstanding son. With elders and children to care for, what could have pushed him to

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his own

a pang of sympathy for Joseph. She could empathize with the feeling of not having parents-the lack of belonging, always alone. Even if she were to die the

no money. It was

arrived at