A Man with Nerves of Steel (Joseph Hart) novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237

After Rosalie took a shower, she saw Joseph close the door, turn off the lights, and go to bed early as usual. She couldn’t help but feel curious about him.

Seeing that Brooke still wasn’t asleep, she asked, “What’s up with you tonight? You’re all worn out, but you still aren’t asleep.”

“I asked Mr. Hart for some money, and he said he’d even cover your expenses for next month. Are you two secretly seeing each other behind my back? Have you two been having sex once I fall asleep?” Brooke asked

“Is your brain full of crap or what? You don’t even care that your studies are falling apart, yet you’re so concerned about whether I’m sleeping with Joseph?

“What are you really up to?” Rosalie couldn’t understand why Brooke cared about this.

“Tell me. Did you two already have sex?”

“Yes. Stop being so nosy.”

“Oh? You did?”

“Of course. Otherwise, why would he even be so good to us? There’s no such thing as free lunch in this world. Only you could be so naive!”

“Damn! Rosalie Sullivan, you’re really shameless!” Brooke turned her back on Rosalie and ignored her.

“Shameless, huh? We’re lucky we’re still alive. So what if I’m shameless?” Rosalie muttered before going to bed as well.

The truth was, nothing ever happened between her and Joseph. She knew he wouldn’t stoop that low to be with her.

The next day, Joseph arrived at the hospital and found that Mavis was already there. She had been admitted to a specially prepared ward, and a row of family members stood in the corridor outside. The truth was, they were her bodyguards.

Even though Mavis had been admitted to a public hospital, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Joseph believed that even in Jenton, no one would dare make a reckless move against Mavis.

“Should you even be asking that? Or let me put it this way-what kind of stupid question is that? You know what your mom does. Isn’t it normal for us to sleep together?

“You two took my money, and she provided a service. There’s no room for regret here.”

Joseph reached for a new bottle of mineral water and drank half of it. He then looked at Brooke, his gaze sharp and serious.

“You need to know your place. You’re Rosalie Sullivan’s daughter, and given what you do, you have no standing or say here. If you continue being so disrespectful, your days in this apartment are numbered.”

Joseph now understood that too much pampering would spoil a child. For example, he had spoiled Natalie and Selena rotten, especially the former. Natalie no longer saw him as her father and became even more arrogant, as though she were his equal.

“Don’t be like that, Mr. Hart. I didn’t really mean what I just said. I was pretending, that’s all. I was afraid you’d treat me like a kid.

“Now I know you’re serious about my mom. Mr. Hart, I want us to be family. Can I call you ‘Dad’?”

Brooke’s expression shifted, and she flashed Joseph an ingratiating smile.