My Sweetheart Chapter 446 Touch the Sky with One Hand

Joseph's eyes drooped down; he said nothing.

Inside the car, after a while, he said, "Grandpa wants me to focus on the Joseph Group."

Kathy was surprised; before, she didn’t know why Joseph suddenly resigned to run the Joseph Group.

Listening to Joseph now, why did she get the feeling that he didn’t want to run the Group?

Lately, Joseph worked at the Ocean University’s hospital. Even though he only went there once a
week, he still had to dedicate time and effort to handle hospital affairs. The Joseph Group had a ton of
work as well, and if he began school next month, Joseph also had to tend to his studies.

That was all quite a workload…

"What do you want to do?" Kathy looked deeply at him.

"The Joseph Group has to be handed out sooner or later." Joseph said in a solemn tone.

Kathy said nothing; now it made sense why Mathew was angry.

But she secretly, selfishly wished that Joseph would become a doctor for the common folks.

Before they arrived, Joseph's cell rang; it was Johnson.

They had found Logan Miller, the one who performed surgery on Kathy.

Johnson had already sent men to scout the airport. Logan had planned to take his family abroad;
Johnson sent someone to the airport, and they managed to catch Logan before he went on the plane.

In an instant, Joseph spun around and drove straight toward the Joseph’s private airport.

The car’s interior was quiet, so Kathy could clearly hear Joseph and Johnson's conversation.



"Did they find the doctor who performed surgery on me?" Kathy nervously asked.

Joseph affirmed, "Johnson’s family has influence in City B. If they can't even find a person, then they
don't deserve to run the city."

Kathy’s nervousness eased a lot once she heard Joseph's words.

Everyone around Joseph seemed to be persons of influence.

Both Lincoln and Johnson were from prestigious and powerful families.

And they were all best friends; if they joined forces, they could surely touch the sky with one hand.

They arrived at City B early in the morning; Joseph headed directly to a hotel near the airport.

Johnson stood at the door, his face tense.

"What’s the status?" Joseph asked in a low voice.

"He refuses to speak; it’s up to you now." Johnson said as he waved.

Joseph nodded and entered through the door.

Kathy was about to follow, but Joseph stopped her.

"Wait outside." His face appeared grim.

Kathy thought she knew Joseph well, but in that moment, he looked like a completely different person
as he cast off a frightening aura.

In a split second, the door was shut and locked.

Kathy grew uneasy and immediately halted Johnson in his path.



"I want to go in."

There were certain things she just had to ask that doctor inside.

Johnson had on an expression of powerlessness, "Don't, Joseph will handle it."

"But …"

"Kathy, wait here."

There were just some scenarios where women should not be present.

But this made Kathy especially anxious and unable to calm down.

Inside the room.

Logan and his wife were both bound to chairs. There were many oversized suitcases on the side, as
well as various random items.

"Off to travel?" Joseph inched forward, little by little, "Or running away?"

Upon hearing this, Logan's face turned white; he too frightened to look even at Joseph.

"Doctor Joseph, I was only doing a favor for the money..."

"Billy's money? It looks as though you have plans to immigrate once you went abroad. Don't you plan
to return? It’s not easy to get this application; did Billy set it up for you?"

Logan kept his eyes to the ground and slowly nodded.

"Yes."



Suddenly, Joseph yanked on Logan’s hair and threw him against the wall, in a split second... his head
started to bleed.

His wife couldn’t hold it in anymore and bawled as she turned to Joseph, "Doctor Joseph, we were also
forced to do so; Billy threatened us with our son's future, Logan had no choice."

"Tell me, what did you do to my wife?" Joseph grabbed Logan by his neck with ferocity.

Inside his eyes was the look of a homicidal maniac with a killer intent.

Logan was on the border of losing consciousness, but Joseph’s grasp was just enough to make him
remain awake to feel the pain.

"As you know, I installed a microchip, but it’s in a very particular location; it can never be extracted."

As soon as Logan uttered these words, Joseph's grip on his neck tightened even more, and Logan's
face turned pale white.

"If I die... no one can control this chip."

Joseph bit his lips disapprovingly, and clamped tightly on Logan's throat, until he could barely breathe.

Then he let go and stood up.

He pulled out his cell and began to play a video recording.

"Dad, I’m out now; I’m at school now, got a ton of classes to catch up on, and I don’t even know if the
final exams..."

Joseph paused the recording before it finished playing.



Logan's eyes began to light up, and he stared at Joseph in awe.

It was true that Logan’s son had been detained; he meant to go find him, but who knew that he was
already released.

But Joseph had this recording, which meant that...

"How did you get this recording?"

"My men are all over the international school, monitoring your son's every move. I may have rescued
your son, but I must protect him for you, right?" Joseph said coldly as his eyes narrowed.

Logan only felt as if he got out of one predicament, only to fall into another. He thought he could get his
son this time when he went overseas, but Joseph reached his son first.

Now his son was depraved of his freedom and kept under constant surveillance.

"Billy’s in jail now; he’s not the one who contacted you." Joseph stared at him.

Logan kept his lips tightly shut and said nothing.

His entire body trembled. Suddenly, as if something hit his brain with force, his eyes opened and he
began to foam at the mouth, his body began to twitch beyond control.

His wife screamed, "Doctor Joseph, the medicine, inside his pocket..."

Joseph quickly searched Logan’s pockets and found a wiretap. He tossed the device to the side, found
some white pills, and quickly fed it into Logan’s mouth, but it didn't seem to help. Logan grabbed
Joseph and whispered into his ear, "There is no microchip."

Then he died.



Joseph watched Logan drop his last words, and the black eyes gathered like a storm.

"What's his sickness?" Joseph asked the woman next to him as he stood up and shut his eyes.

Logan's wife shuddered as she spoke, "Long ago, Billy drugged my husband in order to manipulate him
into work for him..."

Since she saw Joseph throw away the wiretap, she began unafraid to disclose, "Someone even
controlled him by threatening to hurt our son..."

The woman scrambled over to Logan's side and began to sob; Joseph stepped out to the balcony.
Right now, it was hard to distinguish the truthfulness in Logan's last words.

But one thing was certain: What Logan said at the beginning may not necessarily be true; he might
have made it up for whoever was on the other end of the wiretap to hear. That person was most likely
the one who contacted him.


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