“It’s still better than being in your hands and ending up useless, isn’t it?”


    Hearing Joseph’s words, Aurora frowned.


    What did this man mean by that?


    Since when did she need him to judge what she did?


    How amusing.


    Aurora leaned forward slightly and couldn’t help butugh.


    “So, even after I sent you to prison twice, you still managed to stay informed about the outside world?


    “And how exactly did you find out about my every move?”


    At the mention of “prison,” Joseph was reminded of what he had gone through.


    At the beginning, he truly wanted to be with Aurora.


    But this ungrateful woman had no appreciation at all.


    No matter what he did, she always acted like she was heartless.


    If that was the case, what was left to say?


    “You really have the nerve to bring up prison with me?”


    Aurora chuckled softly. “Why not? What is there to be ashamed of?


    “The one who should be ashamed is you. After all, I was just getting rid of a menace to society.


    11


    Joseph was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently.


    What did all his sincerity even mean to Aurora?


    Did she think he was some pathetic loser?


    As Joseph stared at the faint smile on Aurora’s lips, he thought of Judy.


    Only she had ever stayed by his side.


    He recalled what she said–wanting him tond the Walton Corporation project was just because she didn’t want to see him sent to prison for nothing.


    Everything he did was to get back at Aurora for putting him in jail.


    In the end, the only one who ever truly cared about him was Judy.


    The woman in front of him was nothing more than a venomous snake whose tail had finally slipped into view.


    Joseph leaned back slightly, slipping into that familiar, careless yboy posture from before.


    He even lit a cigar at his leisure, pressing it between his lips.


    Then, he blew a puff of thick smoke right at Aurora, the provocation unmistakable.


    The swirling smoke made Aurora frown. She didn’t quite understand what Joseph was trying to do.


    She noticed it too–he wasn’t quite the same as before.


    There was something more elusive about him now.


    She had been observing him for a while but still hadn’t found anything worth noting.


    Joseph suddenly spoke. “So, you think I shouldn’t havee to you just because you had me thrown in prison?”


    Aurora didn’t follow his line.


    Striking first had its advantages, but if she pressed him now, Joseph would probably explode.


    She decided to wait and see what he really wanted to say.


    Why did he seem so moodytely?


    Aurora frowned. She never liked the smell of nicotine.


    But Joseph knew that, and still leaned in deliberately, enjoying his little game.


    Pretending not to know, he blew another stylish smoke ring.


    This time, the smoke circled around her and filled her nose.


    Seeing her irritated expression only made Joseph grin with amusement.


    He did it on purpose.


    He liked watching her grow annoyed.


    If she hated it so much, then he’d drag her down with him.


    “What’s the matter, Miss Walton? Why the frown and silence?”