“Security, where’s the security? My son is about to be beaten to death by this lunatic!”
Unable to stop Joseph, Mrs. Smith could only shout loudly.
Quickly, some security guards came there.
“Hurry up, stop him!” Mrs. Smith pointed at Joseph, screaming madly.
Seeing someone approaching, Joseph also restrained himself. He stopped hitting Steven.
“Oh god, my son, my poor son.” Mrs. Smith rushed to take care of Steven.
At this point, Steven had been hit by Joseph to where his nose and mouth were bleeding, and his face was swollen.
The two security guards also recognized them, exclaiming:
“Oh my god… Joseph, Mrs. Smith and...”
Well, they didn’t recognize the man with a swollen pig head.
Meanwhile, Joseph kept silent. He quietly bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the necklace on the ground, carefully hiding it in pocket.
Although Joseph’s face and demeanor seemed calm and indifferent, his hands were still trembling because of anger.
If Steven were not her brother, he would die for hundreds of times!
“This uncultured thug dared to hit our son.” Mrs. Smith screamed.
The guards all felt astonished that the pig-like man was actually Steven Smith, who’s totally a villain. Even they felt disgusted about him.
However, to please their boss, they attempted to arrest Joseph. They knew this useless son-in-law had already divorced with the lady boss.
They rolled up their sleeves, ready to attack Joseph.
At that moment, Joseph was squatting on the ground to collect the small pieces of the necklace, with his back turned to them.
But Joseph’s senses were extremely keen; he could feel where their movements and actions. Joseph wouldn’t mind giving them an impressive lesson if they truly attacked him.
“Stop!”
Just then, a clear voice suddenly interrupted the guards’ advance and make them stop.
The newcomer was a pretty girl with long, straight and blonde hair. She wore a white dress resembling an innocent princess in the castle.
Although she looked cute and gentle, her demeanor, combined with the team behind her, showed that her status was extraordinary.
She’s Coco Watts, coming here to pick up Joseph to save her grandfather.
Her appearance surprised them all except Joseph.
“Oh my god, how beautiful...” Those guards were all addicted into her beauty.
But she didn’t care about their invasive gazes, only walking towards Joseph.
“Mr. William, glad to see you. I am Coco Watts.” She greeted Joseph.
Watts? The powerful and rich Watts, one of the top families in this city?
People there felt astonished once again, including Steven and his mother.
But how possible? Why did such a noble girl knew Joseph? And they had never heard a girl called Coco in the famous Watts family. Perhaps she just shared the same family name with the Great Watts.
However, what they didn’t know was that Coco had just returned from studying abroad.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Smith shouted to the guards loudly, “ Catch Joseph William!”
Seeing the guards gradually approaching them, Coco frowned slightly and said to Joseph, “Mr. William, please get on the car. They will deal with it.”
She snapped her fingers!
Then four black-suited man with weapons blocked the group of guards. They only stood there, and those guards didn’t dare to do anything.
Finally, Joseph and Coco got on the car, leaving with no one daring to stop them. Her security guards gradually got into another car and followed her.
Mrs. Smith was so angry, and waited until the guards had left before they began to blame and scold the guards continually.
“Truly useless. I will have Charlotte fire all of you.”
At this point, those guards were both scared and clueless, feeling like two small ants pressed between two gigantic walls.
“Madam, please..please don’t.”
But despite their pleading, Mrs. Smith paid no heed.
“Why do we keep you guys? Truly wastes. Even a stray dog knows how to bark and protect its owner. What can you guys do? You’re not even as good as a dog!”
Mrs. Smith said before rolling up her sleeves, wanting to vent her anger on them. Just then, a familiar female voice suddenly rang out:
“What’s going on here?”
It was Charlotte, who was originally in her office but heard from her secretary that there was a gathering downstairs with many people, including her mother and brother, so she came down to see what was happening.
Seeing Charlotte, Mrs. Smith immediately rushed over and, like a parrot, kept crying:
“Charlotte, look at what your ex-husband did. He unreasonably hit Steven here.”
At this point, Steven also restrained his fierce demeanor, intentionally displaying his swollen face for Charlotte to see, not forgetting to exaggerate it even more.
“That scoundrel, I just advised him to calmly reassess his relationship with you, and he went crazy and hit me. I was just persuading him.”
“That’s right, he even attempted to beat me. What a brutal man!” Mrs. Smith chimed in.
They even lied without blinking their eyes, no shame and guilty.
Seeing the wounds on her brother’s face, Charlotte still couldn’t believe that Joseph had done it.
“Mom, we had to send Steven to the hospital.”
Knowing her daughter didn’t believe them, Mrs. Smith didn’t easily let it go. She thought of that beautiful white-dressed girl and said.
“Charlotte, it’s not your fault. He disguised himself so well before. Joseph must have betrayed for a long time. We saw him get on a young pretty girl’s car.”
Hearing what Mrs. Smith said, the trust in Charlotte’s heart was like a shaky fortress. She frowned and couldn’t believe it, blurting out:
“What???”
On the way to the hospital, Charlotte felt her thoughts mixed. She couldn’t help but think about what her mother had told her.Did Joseph really betray her in the marriage?Charlotte glanced at the injuries on her brother’s face, they weren’t that serious, but he kept yelling in pain.Did Joseph disguise to be kind and friendly before? Was it a revenge on her through beating her brother?She had a lot of questions in her mind, so she asked Rebecca.“Rebecca, is it really like that... I still can’t believe that Joseph has resorted to violence against others.”In Charlotte’s impression, Joseph had always been a gentleman, calm and friendly, never bullying others, and always resolving things in the most peaceful manner.“Boss, you are so kind! Why wouldn’t it be possible? You’ve been thinking too highly of him. Look at the bruises on Steven’s face. It’s obvious.”“But... my mother has never liked Joseph before. It’s more likely that they annoyed him...” Charlotte wanted to explain for Jo
Amile was astonished. She had never experienced Eastern medicine, let alone expected a young man like Joseph to grasp such methods. These were indeed the recent issues she had been facing. With the head of the family in trouble, Amile herself had been struggling. Her routines disrupted, her eating habits erratic, and she indeed experienced endocrine disorders, often having headaches. Last night, she indulged in a few things and immediately had stomach issues. Amile had recently taken quite a few medications, but her body had yet to fully recover.Witnessing her sister’s astonishment, Coco understood that Joseph’s diagnosis was accurate. Coco’s trust in this young man surged. She looked at him hopefully, now with no hesitation in urging him to step forward to her grandfather’s bedside.“Please, save my grandfather,” she implored.Joseph nodded. But Amile still stubbornly blocked his path.“Have you got information from the servant beside me, or the doctors in this area?” Amile still cou
Healthcare staff pushed Coco and Amile out of the patient’s room. The surgical light came on, and a thick door blocked their view, preventing them from seeing anything happening inside. Amile clasped her hands in prayer, and Coco was no better. She berated herself for being foolish enough to let those people touch her grandfather without following Joseph’s advice. If anything happened to him now, she wouldn’t know what to do. Coco quickly pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number. After a moment, the call on the other end cut off. Joseph’s voice sounded angry, but she couldn’t say a word. After a while, the door to the room opened. Amile and Coco rushed over anxiously. They grabbed onto Willock’s clothes, loudly asking, “How is my grandfather? How is he?” The confident demeanor of the hospital director from earlier had now disappeared without a trace. He avoided looking directly at them, his gaze slightly unnatural, as he announced, “Your family should start preparing
Joseph’s qi was flowing into Mr. Watt’s bloodstream, searching for the organs corroded by the poison. The qi of a cultivator differed from normal. It was a strengthening qi, with special healing abilities, even higher than others’, not to mention, not everyone knew how to guide qi. Along with the increase in qi in the body, Mr. Watt’s complexion became rosier, his pulse steadier, far from the near-death appearance just moments ago. This change made Willock suspicious, both astonished and unwilling to accept it. After 30 minutes, someone quickly brought in the items. They placed the centipedes, moth wings, and fly legs in one vial. Joseph stopped infusing qi, this time lowering Mr. Watt back to lying down. He took those strange items and placed them in the patient’s mouth and nostrils. “Look closely, this is obviously the sinister work of those quacks! They dare to toy with fire in front of the heir of the Watt family!” The doctors around Willock also murmured, saying they felt no c
David sobbed like a child. He clung to his mother to recount his woes, “That wretched fellow was so cruel... Only my son suffers.” Mrs. Smith felt for her son, grinding her teeth towards the culprit who dared to harm her child. But simply cursing wouldn’t even begin to weaken Joseph’s determination. David, in a pitiful state, shouted, “Mom! Mom, you must avenge me! We must skin him alive. This grudge is unbearable!” Mrs. Smith had no reason to refuse her son’s request. And this son of hers didn’t even need to ask; she already wanted to teach that traitorous wretch a lesson. It was just a necklace, yet it behaved like a rabid dog, daring to harm her beloved son. At this moment, the door suddenly opened. A pair of shiny black leather shoes stepped in cautiously. The newcomer wore a fake smile and a sly look, but to Mrs. Smith’s eyes, it was a gentle expression. It was none other than Anthony, who had been pursuing Charlotte in recent days. He carried a gift basket for David and immed
The leader, irritated by her haughty demeanor, snarled menacingly. “Do you think you’re able to negotiate with me? Get out of the car! Immediately! Don’t make me resort to violence against women.” Coco chuckled lightly. Only a fool would step out to be prey for them. Prolonging the time, she dialed for help. She glanced at Joseph, then reclined her seat. She crawled into the driver’s seat, addressing Joseph through the rearview mirror. “Buckle up; I’ll get you out of here.” The leader, unable to contain his impatience any longer, gestured to his comrades, his voice booming, “If you won’t drink the toast, then you’ll drink the penalty!” The car wouldn’t start, likely because of the tampering of the bribed driver. Coco narrowed her eyes at the approaching gang, her hand tightening around the gun concealed in her inner pocket. Since childhood, Coco’s prominent family had taught her how to deal with ruffians like these. But then, there was a sound from behind. Joseph opened the door a
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, his eyes catching sight of the beautiful woman from afar. Anthony was very pleased with Charlotte’s appearance, his determination growing stronger. If he could have this woman, not only would he have a beauty but also a giant backing behind her, making it possible for him to take over. Women, what do they know about business matters? Leave it to the husband to handle later. Greedy intentions were obvious in his mind. Anthony quickly strode towards Charlotte. He greeted Rebecca and smiled happily. “Surprisingly, meeting you here.” “Hello.” Charlotte nodded politely. She was slightly suspicious because someone like Anthony could also be at a place like this. Her disdainful look was clear, making Anthony feel like he was standing on an ant’s nest. He hurriedly spoke up to prove himself: “At first glance, it’s just a social party, but inside, there are countless people silently competing for the opportunity to gain favor with the Watts famil
Meanwhile, Anthony also noticed the commotion over here. What caught his eye was Joseph being surrounded by three beautiful women. One was clinging to his arm, one was flirtatious, and Charlotte was angrily interrogating him. What did this guy have that attracted women like that! Anthony couldn’t help but feel jealous. But regardless, the woman next to Joseph was truly beautiful. Both Charlotte and the other two women were incredibly attractive. He silently thought, then greeted: “With a party like this, it seems any Tom, Dick, or Harry can attend. Even an ordinary janitor deserves to be here?” He then turned to Coco, flashing a smile that he considered very charming, and chuckled: “Madam, has this guy deceived you or something? He has no right to be at this luxurious business party. Please don’t let his pretentious appearance deceive you.” Coco frowned. Why would a refined gentleman like Joseph be so familiar with rude people like that? She looked at him uncomfortably, then sudde
Joseph nodded slightly, not showing any emotion. "Charlotte is still safe, right?" Joseph asked, his voice calm, but his eyes intently watching Coco's reaction. This was his way of probing her, not about Charlotte, but for any sign that she knew or was involved in the death. Coco abruptly lifted her head, her eyes filled with anger. "What are you talking about, Joseph? Why would you ask me that? Do you think I don't care about Charlotte?" The anger in Coco's voice made Joseph realize he had touched on something sensitive. But what was she angry about? Because he suspected her, or because she really had something to hide? "I meant no harm, Coco," Joseph replied, trying to calm the situation. "I just want to make sure everything is okay... between us and with Charlotte." But he knew his words wouldn't soothe her anger. Coco stood up abruptly, her eyes full of frustration and rage. "Joseph, what kind of person do you think I am? I've always been by your side, helping you th
Coco slowly guided Joseph back to his room, each of their steps heavy like the tense atmosphere surrounding them. Joseph was still somewhat intoxicated, but he maintained a calm demeanor, occasionally nodding to the staff they passed along the way. His eyes were fixed ahead, but his mind was swirling with chaotic thoughts about everything that had just happened. Coco walked beside him silently, holding his arm securely, her eyes betraying her concern.At last, the door to the room appeared before them. Coco gently opened it and helped Joseph inside, closing it behind them. As soon as the door shut, the atmosphere in the room changed completely. Outside, the noise and bustle of the party still lingered, but inside, there was only an eerie silence. Faint light filtered through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the room.Joseph turned on the light, a soft golden glow spilling throughout the space. Suddenly, he pushed Coco away, surprising her. He didn’t say a word, instead quietl
Joseph stood amidst the lively atmosphere of the party, but his mind felt lost in a maze of confusion. He tried to piece together the fragments of the events, but the more he thought about it, the more complicated everything became. If Jayce wasn’t the one who killed Charlotte, and he wasn’t behind Mrs. Smith’s death either, then Jayce must be panicking. Two key pawns Jayce had planned to use to threaten him had mysteriously vanished. So, who was behind all of this?Joseph couldn’t stop asking himself questions. “Is there someone silently helping me, or do they have a bigger agenda?” The appearance of a third force in this game could completely change the outcome. This made him uneasy. If someone was helping him, why would they choose such a method? And if they had ulterior motives, was he becoming a pawn in their hands?Looking over at Jayce, Joseph noticed that although Jayce outwardly appeared calm, he was likely in turmoil inside. Coco approached him, her eyes filled with concer
The murmurs in the hall grew louder, and the once formal atmosphere of the party began to descend into chaos. Groups of guests gathered, whispering about the murder near the café. Faces were filled with anxiety, and eyes darted around, searching for an explanation.“Did you hear? The murder case,” a woman in a red dress turned to her companion, her voice trembling. “The killer hasn’t been caught yet, and the police have no leads.”“How terrifying! So close to here too, who would have thought something like this could happen in such a peaceful place,” her friend replied, nervously glancing around.People began to speculate about the murder, with theories spreading quickly and seemingly without end. Everyone presented their own assumptions, creating a tense atmosphere. Some suggested a family feud, while others thought it might be an act of revenge.“It could be robbery gone wrong… or maybe some kind of vendetta? I heard the victim was the mother of a wealthy CEO,” a man suggested.“But
Coco hurried into the party, her eyes scanning the crowd anxiously as she searched for Joseph. She looked around frantically, her breath quickening as she walked swiftly past groups of guests engaged in conversation. Her gaze finally landed on Joseph, who stood near a corner of the room, his face tired and pensive. Coco approached him, unable to hide the worry in her eyes."Joseph!" Coco called softly, her voice a bit urgent. "Where have you been? I didn’t see you at all during the party."Joseph turned to face her, giving a faint smile but maintaining his calm demeanor. "I just stepped out for some personal business, nothing important," he said smoothly, though there was a subtle tension in his eyes that Coco couldn’t ignore.Coco frowned, the uneasy feeling in her heart growing stronger. "Personal business? Are you sure?" she asked gently, her voice full of concern. "I tried calling you several times, but you didn’t pick up. Is something wrong?"Joseph looked straight into Coco’s ey
Charlotte lay motionless on the cold floor, her body still, and the pool of blood beneath her had already dried. The dim light from the room cast down on her pale, lifeless face, creating a heavy and terrifying atmosphere. The room was eerily silent, as if frozen in time, with only the faint sound of wind whistling through the crack in the window, disturbing the unnerving quiet.Suddenly, Charlotte's body twitched slightly. A barely noticeable, sudden movement, but it shattered the oppressive silence of the room. Her eyes, once tightly shut in death, abruptly opened wide, her dull eyes now filled with pain. Though devoid of life, somehow she opened her eyes as if pulled back from the brink of death by an unseen force.Charlotte’s throat convulsed, and suddenly, a dry retch escaped her mouth. Her hands instinctively gripped her neck, struggling to suppress something rising within her stomach. Her body convulsed in extreme agony, and soon after, she began to vomit violently, thick, blac
Joseph stood silently next to Charlotte, the initial horror gradually giving way to a sense of clarity. Though a storm of painful emotions churned inside him, he knew he couldn't let them overwhelm his reason at this moment. Something was off, and his instincts as someone experienced made him want to understand more about the cause of Charlotte's death.Joseph's gaze swept across Charlotte's body, now motionless on the cold floor. Blood had spread across the floor, soaking into her pristine white dress, creating a tragic scene. He knelt closer, his eyes carefully observing the color of her skin and the livor mortis that had already begun to appear.With his forensic knowledge, Joseph noticed that Charlotte's skin had turned a pale gray, with blood pooling beneath the skin, forming dark purple blotches in areas where the blood had settled. This gave him an important clue: Charlotte had been dead for at least 4 to 6 hours. A chill ran down Joseph's spine as he came to this conclusion, a
Joseph and Brian held their breath, trying to remain completely silent in the darkness. From their hiding spot, they could clearly see everything happening around the stairwell. The faint light from the second-floor hallway cast long shadows on the floor below.The sound of footsteps continued to echo, each step pounding in their chests. Then, Tyler's figure appeared, slowly making his way up the stairs from the first to the second floor. In his hand, he held something, not too large in size but wrapped in a black cloth, making it difficult for anyone to discern what it was.A stack of documents, perhaps?Joseph and Brian watched intently, trying to gather every detail. Tyler showed no signs of haste; he moved with a suspicious calmness, as if he had complete control of the situation. When he reached the second floor, Tyler paused, looked ahead, and then continued up without the slightest hesitation.Joseph felt the tension inside him rising with every passing moment. There was someth
Joseph sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere. "What just happened in there?" he thought to himself, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. The bodyguards did not exchange any words, just quickly got into the car at an incredible speed, as if they wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.Brian frowned, a sense of unease filling his heart. "Did you see that? They're panicking," he said, his voice filled with doubt. "Something very unusual happened in the Smith house."Jayce's car immediately started up, the headlights turned on, and it backed away at a much faster speed than when it had come. Joseph and Brian could not believe their eyes as Jayce's car left the Smith house in a hurry and panic. This wasn’t how Jayce would act if everything was going according to plan.Brian nodded, his eyes filled with uncertainty. “It’s obvious something’s very wrong. What do you think we should do next?”Joseph was silent for a moment, his mind racing, trying to figure out what