Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 448 The Mastermind Is Another Person

Chloe felt a bit shaky in front of the hulk of a man before them. “Don’t do anything rash, Joseph,” she murmured, “We’re clearly outnumbered.”

Joseph’s fists clenched, his eyes filled with a chilling emptiness. Apparently, he wasn’t hearing

her.

Anxious, Chloe instinctively shielded her stomach with one hand, the other slipping into her bag to grab a can of pepper spray from her bag, ready for whatever came their

way.

The Amer buyer glared at them, practically spitting with rage. “What’s your problem?!”

“Who gave you permission to bring coffins here?” Joseph spat back.

Emerald Heights was a wealthy neighborhood and highly sought-after for its school district. Property prices had skyrocketed in recent years, making it tough for even the affluent to buy at place. But this man, whose funds to purchase the house were questionable, had turned it into a graveyard. What was he thinking?

“It’s my house! I can do whatever the hell I want! It’s none of your-” His words cut off as Joseph’s fist connected with his face.

The man staggered backward, his face red and swelling. Enraged, he grabbed a nearby chair and swung it. Chloe quickly pulled Joseph back, trying to avoid the incoming blow.

Out of nowhere, Abigail appeared, delivering a beautiful spinning kick to the Amer’s chest. Taking advantage of his disorientation, she snatched the chair from his hand and ruthlessly walloped him with it, subduing him within moments before dragging him over to Joseph.

Chloe was left astounded. She never expected Abigail to possess such strong combat skills.

“Who told you to do this?” Joseph’s expression turned icy, his shiny leather shoes pressing down on the Amer’s face, arrogantly crushing him. “Think carefully before you answer. You only get one shot.”

now transformed into a trembling lamb. “Someone paid me to buy this house, and she told me to bring the

name?” Joseph asked.

don’t know. Everyone just calls

darkened. “Describe

mid-twenties, pointed chin, sharp eyes. She’s skinny

of the Masked Woman, and her brow furrowed. “Does she have a

don’t know, I never paid

at the coffin. “Are there more coffins in the house?”

with me. it out for you. If you want the house, I’ll transfer the ownership to you

the

meaning and swore, “No!

give you

a card,” the Amer replied, promptly

what should we do to him?”

the transfer and give

וויד

move

transfer, and giving it as a gift could backfire and cause trouble

entered the house, where

someone investigate the information on the

investigation and had taken precautions

growing fear, “Could it be the Masked Woman? But why would she do this? We’ve never crossed

his handsome face. His voice was low as he

likely just a pawn in