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Inside the private room, Colton and the others were snickering with the mentality of watching the fun. With one leg crossed over the other, Chelsea stared at Jordan in displeasure, every part the domineering female president.

“Jordan, I heard Maggie telling Colton and the others yesterday that Maggie is an artiste signed to your company, and that I’m your subordinate who’s under your control. Is that true?”

A smile appeared on Colton’s face and he hurriedly interjected, “We can all confirm that Jordan did say that to us yesterday.”

“Yes, you were arrogant about it too.” Another male classmate added fuel to the fire.

Colton and the others were glad to see Jordan making a fool out of himself. If the few of them weren’t around today, Jordan would probably still deny it. However, the people who attended the gathering yesterday were all present and no matter how cunning Jordan was, they couldn’t resist it!

“Hmph, Jordan Steele, you liar. Let’s see how you can deny again today!”

Colton was secretly pleased, thinking to himself that it must be over for Jordan today!

Jordan kept his back straight while standing and looking at Chelsea with a calm smile on his face. He said softly, “By the way, I did say those words before.”

Bam!

Chelsea suddenly slammed her right hand onto the table, causing the cutlery on the table to fall out of the bowl and drop onto the ground.

all. It’s our first time meeting today. Who are

to call the police and arrest you,

that, Chelsea was about to call the

who was at the side, frantically pulled Chelsea and said, “Ms. Adams, don’t. Jordan knows Director Smith. If you call the

he really knows Director Smith, why would he have to use me to pretend to be

 

more famous than Chelsea and he also had a higher status than her. Hence, Chelsea was sure that Jordan didn’t

Colton stood forth at this moment to plead

one of our former high school classmates. It’d be quite unpleasant if he were

stunned for a moment, surprised that Colton would plead for

were probably not

braids. He was dressed in a

at most in his thirties but if one were

promiscuous man was

“Dad.”

Chelsea took a look, she knew that it was her father who came. Chelsea instantly turned into a child and jumped

why are you here?”

Chelsea’s head with a smile and ignored her. However,

“Mr. Steele! I’m very sorry for being late, there

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