Chapter 920
Judy was a little puzzled. What exactly was Joseph getting at with these strange questions? None of it made sense, like he was rambling aimlessly. It felt like a complete waste of time.
Still, Kenneth subtly signaled for her to hold back. He wasn’t afraid of Joseph, not in the slightest. But given Judy’s past with him, and the fact that they were now tangled up again, any fallout could complicate Kenneth’s business dealings. It wasn’t that he couldn’t handle it–it just wasn’t worth the trouble.
That was why he kept a firm hand on Judy’s, silently warning her not to speak rashly. He liked women who were cooperative, not ones who wasted his time.
Joseph’s tone shifted, no longer odd, but confused. “Then why did you change the code to your door?”
Judy’s eyes widened slightly in shock. She turned to Kenneth, panic flickering behind her gaze. Without a word, she silently asked: What should I say? Right now, Kenneth was her lifeline. Whatever she could cling to, she clung to tightly, unwilling to let go.
Kenneth quickly came up with a response and typed it out without hesitation. The moment she read it, the knot in her chest loosened. She followed the message on the screen and repeated it word for word. “You mean the lock at my place? Who told you you could just show up uninvited?”
Joseph froze. Was she seriously turning this on him? And clearly, this whole thing started because of her!
“What’s the matter? I gave you that villa, didn’t I? And now I don’t even have the right to drop by and take a look?”
Joseph let out a laugh, though his tone had lost its earlier playfulness. Kenneth motioned for Judy to stay calm and keep Joseph steady. As long as she acted like she had nothing to fear, then the one in the wrong would be him. That was the power of framing the narrative first.
Judy’s voice took on a hint of grievance. “That’s not what I meant. You gave me the villa back then so I’d have a place to stay. I never wanted to make things awkward with your parents. Joseph, I really wanted to be with you, but… I tried, I really did.”
She paused on purpose, prompting Joseph to recall that day at home, when the two of them stood before his parents. Judy really had endured a lot. Still, changing the code felt like she was guarding herself against him. Joseph’s tone softened a little, but he didn’t sound pleased. “Even so, what you did really left me feeling cold.”
Hearing that, Judy smacked her forehead. “Oh, the door lock–I forgot to tell you about that. It’s just that the cleaning lady we hired lately is getting on in years, so I changed it to something her daughter picked out. She can’t seem to remember any other code.”
Joseph sounded skeptical. “Then couldn’t you just hire a new cleaning lady? Why change the password? You know how much meaning that code held for us.”
Judy spoke with quiet frustration. “I know, I really do. But you don’t come here often, and she’s good at what she does. I like her. I figured changing it wasn’t a big deal if it helped her do her job well.”
“Fine, then.”
Joseph, still a bit upset, eventually left with a huff.