Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 406 Have You Heard of Manufactured Fate

“First, we need to make things clear. I haven’t agreed to reconcile. Even if it’s proven that the incident that night was an accident, we both need time to cool off and carefully assess the situation.”

Apart from Xavia, there were many other personal factors between them.

Joseph’s lips curled into a smile as he nodded in agreement. ‘Dumbo must be secretly delighted. while pretending to stay composed. Well, if she wants to put on a show, I’ll join her in this play.” When Xavia received his call, she felt a surge of excitement and joy. She meticulously applied her makeup and slipped into a stunning white dress, eagerly making her way to the Fairlight to meet him.

Meanwhile, in the office, Nathan, Jonathan, and the others had departed. Expecting Jonathan to not repurchase the house, Joseph instructed Lucas to contact the buyer.

Chloe anticipated Xavia’s imminent arrival. A sly glint sparkled in her almond-shaped eyes. “I’ll slip away to the restroom later. Don’t let Xavia know I’m here.”

With Chloe’s presence, Xavia would surely feel restricted and guarded. Joseph saw through the scheming nature of Chloe’s thoughts and raised an eyebrow. “Afraid that she might hold back?”

Chloe shrugged, neither confirming nor denying his assumption.

minutes, the sound of the elevator’s “ding” resonated from outside. Chloe swiftly slipped into the restroom, leaving the door slightly ajar to discreetly observe the unfolding scene. Joseph let out a sigh,

trembled with a hint of shyness as she entered. Her face was delicately enhanced with light makeup,

reached out to her, and the unexpected evening invitation left her mind wondering. ‘Does he….miss me?’ Xavia silently pondered, her

the belief that men could be categorized into two types: those who let their primal instincts guide them,

could not completely resist the innate desires of the body. Just like that fateful night, if Chloe had not acted first, it would have been her in Chloe’s place. Now,

the day?

casually, devoid of

gazing at him affectionately, awaiting his next words.

night at Graceville Estate, what time did

guard by the sudden question. “I believe it was

the exact

headache and wasn’t feeling well, so I

entered, you were indeed asleep…” Uncertain of his motives, she chose her words carefully, fearing that he had discovered something. “But you appeared sick as if you had a fever. Joe, could someone