Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 474 Seeing the Photos

Chloe froze for a moment and then hastily changed the subject. “Grandpa, I bought you your favorite pastry.”

“You’re the best, my sweet. That brat has never bothered to get me anything,” Harold said.

“Yeah, I’ve never gotten you pastries. I merely took care of the mess in the Whitman Group that was worth over 100 thousand dollars,” Joseph remarked casually as he descended the stairs.

He had changed into his home outfit.

“Taking care of me and doing business are two completely different things. Don’t get them mixed up,” Harold retorted.

“All right then, from now on, I’ll stop taking care of the Whitman Group’s affairs and will focus solely on buying pastries for you,” Joseph replied. He was dressed in a navy blue silk pajama that softened his edges, making him more approachable.

“Shut it. Don’t go saying things that’ll upset me.”

Chloe patted Harold’s shoulder and said, “Everyone has their expertise. Jojo’s intelligent and a natural leader in the business world. Asking him to buy pastries is a waste of his talents. As for me, I enjoy shopping and buying things, so leave this task to me.”

“Listen to how well Chloe speaks. Yet you. You’re always jabbing at people like a wasp. No one will like you if you don’t change your attitude,” he praised Chloe, while simultaneously admonishing Joseph.

Ignoring him, Joseph served a bowl of soup to Chloe and said, “Eat up. It’s good for your health.”

“Okay.” She took small sips of the soup, but halfway through, her face scrunched up and she tightly closed her mouth, trying to suppress the urge

to throw up.

go ahead and eat. I need to go to the

sure to handle things properly. If you need to compromise, then do it. A

taking the

you your

deep and unreadable. “You can give it to me now. Chloe

it to you until you two are remarried,”

refusing to yield.

his side, and all he needed was

of the

sigh emotionally. Chloe was truly a lucky star. In the past, Joseph visited Harold fewer times a year as compared to just this one month. Patrick hoped that such peaceful

indefinitely.

of instrumental music began to play, causing Joseph to stop his action. He

his neck, Harold asked curiously,

frowned. “I have no

“Then answer it.”

used a slender finger to swipe the screen of

from within the country. We traced the IP address,