Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Don’t Get Too Immersed in the Role

Joseph did not bother explaining that there was no cook in the first place.

After some brief contemplation, he went upstairs to grab a bank card. Then, he handed it to Chloe. “This is my supplementary card. You can use it for household expenses or if you want to buy clothes or something.”

Chloe was about to say that groceries would not cost much, but she suddenly remembered that she was currently unemployed, and not wishing to appear stubborn, she accepted the card.

“Okay.”

“Go to Hola Mart if you want to grab something. Their stuff is fresher.”

“But that’s an international supermarket that sells imported goods and the stuff there is pretty expensive. A tiny head of lettuce could cost up to 15 dollars, whereas you can get the same item for just a few bucks at the local market. Moreover, the produce at the local market is freshly picked from the farm, making it healthier and more affordable.”

“I’m telling you, not discussing with you.” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Joseph finished his meal and set down his utensil. “Your job is to help me fool the parents, not to be a virtuous wife. Don’t get too immersed in the role.”

Chloe held back the urge to roll her eyes.

‘What’s so special about an international supermarket? Are foreign goods really that good? Will eating them make you immortal?‘

She took a deep breath and sighed. “I just want to help you save money.”

“I don’t need you to save money. You can spend it freely,” he replied coolly as he gave her a once– over. “Take some time to buy a few sets of clothes. We’ll be visiting my father this

weekend.”

Chloe fidgeted with the hem of her dress and asked, “Can’t I just wear what I’m wearing now? I’ll have you know, I spent a few thousand dollars on this dress.”

“It’s inappropriate to wear last year’s fashion to an important occasion.”

Chloe chuckled, though her smile did not reach her eyes. “Fine.”

After all, it was his reputation on the line and his money being spent. It would be a waste if she did not buy some new clothes.

After washing the dishes, Chloe had just returned to her room when she heard a notification

sound from her computer, indicating an email in her inbox. She eagerly checked on it and found that it was a job offer from Fairlight, informing her that she had passed the interview and was to start work the very next day.

Chloe was so thrilled that she could not sleep all night, drifting off only in the wee hours of the morning. When she woke up, she looked in the mirror and regretted staying up late. There were faint dark circles under her eyes, though her skin remained clear and radiant.

‘Fortunately, I have good skin. I can just cover up the dark circles with some foundation,‘ she thought.

As she was admiring herself in the mirror, Joseph walked by and saw her. She was wearing a white, elbow–length–sleeve, button shirt and black pencil pants that hugged her curves perfectly, emphasizing her slender legs in a way that was both graceful and sexy.

He quickly averted his gaze and adjusted his tie before leaving the house.

The villa was not far from Fairlight, so Chloe took the bus after getting ready. As she looked out the window, she breathed a sigh of relief that she had managed to land a job. Otherwise, she would have to tighten her belt next month.

As the bus approached Fairlight, Benjamin suddenly boarded with two burly men who Chloe recognized as Artron’s security guards. She furrowed her brow and asked, “What are you doing here?”

“Get off the bus with me. I need to talk to you,” Benjamin replied in a stern tone.

“I can’t. Today’s my first day at work. I can’t be late,” she retorted.

He looked around the crowded bus, a look of annoyance crossing his face. Suddenly, his expression softened as he said with a smile, “I’m going to talk with you about the money your mother left you. It can be retrieved from the bank safe two months from now. A lawyer came to the house today and needs you to meet with him.

“Isn’t that what you wanted?” He pressed on. “Did you come out to find a job because you’re mad at me?”