Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 493 This Woman or Your Mother’s Information, Your Choice

Undaunted by the threat, Otto pointed at Chloe and continued, “This woman might be one of Harold’s spies who was deliberately planted to keep you under control.”

Chloe’s anger reverberated through her voice as she retorted, “I’m not!”

Harold was pushing Joseph for an arranged marriage when they first met, so she was worried that Joseph would believe in Otto’s nonsense.

With a sly and cunning grin, Otto added, “Have this woman accompany me for one night and you’ll receive information about Fleurette’s whereabouts. The choice is yours.”

“Fuck you!” Joseph’s anger reached its peak, and he kicked Otto in the chest.

A fierce struggle ensued between the two, escalating the situation beyond control.

Chloe’s first instinct was not to break up the fight but to help Joseph. She could not stand Otto’s despicable behavior either, and he deserved to be taught a lesson. Gathering whatever objects she could find, she hurled them at Otto. This unexpected attack briefly caught him off

guard, providing an opening for Joseph.

Seizing the opportunity, Joseph pinned Otto to the ground and delivered one sharp slap after

another across Otto’s face.

Apart from some beatings from Cyrus in the past, Otto had never experienced such humiliation. He fought back, but it was futile.

and with great difficulty, they managed to separate the brawling duo. The guard looked at the

He did not want to offend either of them and asked fearfully, “Do you need

and he glared menacingly at Joseph, “Seems like this woman is more important

is in this

composure. “You don’t know where my mother

it would be impossible for her to escape his clutches. Otto and Cyrus were on the same team, and Joseph was

learned that his mother was alive, he would stop at nothing to find her. Even if she was hiding from Cyrus, she could not hide from Joseph, and Cyrus only had to wait

to

Joseph managed to see through his ploy, but he maintained his composure. Wearing an ominous smile, he said,

birth to someone like you,”

domineering tone.

right! She would never give birth to something like you!”

twitched in

Joseph and said, “Let’s go. Don’t waste

say,” Joseph replied.

of them faded into the distance, and asked cautiously, “Mr.

should we do now?”

injury at

pretty heavy-handed. Nevertheless, my mission

great respect as he said, “Father, I’ve informed Joseph that his mother is