Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1611

Alvina in his arms was still not sleeping soundly. Joseph stared at her in the darkness, the light outside the window illuminated everything, and he could see her tightly knitted eyebrows. She must be having a nightmare again.

Next morning, as alarm clock rings, Joseph was about to turn it off when Alvina immediately opened her eyes and looked at him sleepily.

Holding the alarm clock in his hand, Joseph was a little awkward when he saw Alvina was awake.He smiled gently and asked: "Why aren't you sleeping for a while?"

Alvina rubbed her neck, then shook his head: "I can't sleep now."

"I'm about to go out. If you want anything to eat, you can call my aunt and ask her to cook it for you. Do you still want to go to the hospital today?" Joseph put down her little alarm clock, reached out and lightly buckled the sleeves that weren't buckled in time. The black suit he wore made him look handsome, noble, and cagey, giving him a gentle temperament.

Alvina nodded her head: "Yes I will probably need to ask for several days off."

"It doesn't matter. Just focus on your things. I'll help you arrange your work." Joseph gently caressed her long hair: "I have to go, Zoey will come over to accompany you. Call me if anything happens."

"Okay!" Alvina raised her head, but unexpectedly, the man suddenly kissed her. She quickly dodged in fear, and the man's lips lightly kissed her cheek.

Alvina waved her hand at him. "Be careful."

"I will!" Joseph glanced back at her and Alvina's heartbeat immediately quickened.

All kinds of preparations were under going, and the Old President was struggling to leave the hospital at this time. He could no longer walk steadily, thus he need to sit in a wheelchair alone in his office, looking out of the window at the great plaza. The white pigeons were flying freely in the sky, and as a symbol of peace, they spread their wings and flew past the rows of banners, causing the Old President to be in a daze, as if his heart was following them as well.

Old President did not turn around when hearing someone is Knocking the office door behind him, finally The door opened and Joseph walked in. The Old President turned to look at him.

"Since I didn't invite you and you still came here, it seems that you really want to replace me." Old President laughed.

"I just came over to say hello, nothing else." Joseph's voice was also extremely cold.

“Just in one day, you have already captured ten guys, the court has not been idle for a single day. Joseph, you have many means than your father, but you must remember, to exterminate all of them, it will make one's heart hurt. Even if they are guilty, you cannot deny that they have contributed a great service to our country. Old President's face became even darker and paler. The arrest that Joseph had done recently had caused him shocked and frightened.

"Thanks for your reminding, and you are the one I should “learn from”." Joseph said indifferently.

"Then when are you going to accuse me? You have to hurry up, or I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day to come. " Old President sneered.

Joseph gazed at his back, and then laughed lightly: "Don't worry, that day will finally come, even if you are unable to refute your own words for yourself, the prestige that you have left behind will definitely be condemned and discussed by others."

When Old President heard his words, he was so angered that he immediately turned around in his wheelchair. He stared at the calm and extraordinary young man in front of him, and his heart started to ache violently once again. He sneered weakly: "Tell me, if I die here, do you want to be responsible for my death?"

"You won't die that easily. There are doctors waiting outside." Joseph walked in front of his desk, and lightly knocked twice on the greyish—red wooden desk: "Actually, I have come here many times before. At that time, I was very young and enjoyed playing here, Time flies."

Of course the Old President remembered that Joseph had been here before. At that time, he was still a little kid and would greet him very politely.

Honestly speaking, at that time, he had rather liked that well—mannered little boy, but he had never thought that after he grew up, he would become so sharp that it was like a knife that slowly tempered his fighting spirit.

"It's getting late, I should go." Old President suddenly said.

"Maybe you can't leave yet." Joseph replied.