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“Damn it!”

Jordan realized it was a trap laid by the Camdens to lure him over.

Ryan walked straight towards Jordan and hollered at him.

“Take off the clothes and hat that you’re wearing!”

With a look of bewilderment, Jordan asked, “What do you mean?”

At this moment, Drew, who was grinning, walked over.

“What do you mean? Do you know who he is? He is your boss! He’s Ryan Dunn, the general agent of Ubereats in Orlando!”

Ryan humphed coldly. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll get the manager, Claire, to call you.”

Soon, Claire called Jordan.

“Jordan, what did you do to provoke Mr. Dunn? He has already fired you!”

Jordan sneered, as he didn’t expect his career as a takeout deliverer to end like that.

To be honest, he enjoyed delivering takeout as it allowed him to meet people from all walks of life and train one’s temper and character.

He wanted to end his career as a takeout deliverer perfectly, but that bastard Ryan ruined his plan!

Ryan started hollering at Jordan, “Hurry up and remove your clothes! I have already fired you!”

His clothes, hat, and motorbike all belonged to Ubereats. Since Jordan had been fired, he was no longer qualified to use them.

“Sure.”

With a grim expression, he removed the yellow takeout deliverer’s uniform in front of everyone.

like a dog!” Drew laughed and leaned

even had the guts to hit my son! Try doing that

employee now and had no choice but to

his uniform and tossed it onto the

heard that your proxy for

a moment as he asked, “What does that have to

“You don’t have to go to the capital to discuss the contract renewal anymore. You will no longer be

was. Jordan’s grandfather had rejected his attempt to get acquainted with the Steeles

call from Jordan, Ryan would vanish

earn more money as the

being the proxy agent just because you said so? Do you know how close I am

takeout delivery, but I forked over the cash to save him! This time, I’m

much money you fork out, you can’t become the general agent anymore. You can try if

Ryan said, “You…”

this point, Old Mrs. Camden

you good-for-nothing, don’t

beat up my grandson. Today, I’m going to punish you by

dare

Jordan humphed. “Why not!?!”

the

many other guests who were there to attend the

were all distinguished figures in

were all government officials, mafia bosses, businessmen, and artists whose strength was unimaginable to ordinary

the slightest fear in the face

so in the

advantages or

Camdens to the lobby of the hotel at a steady

for Old Mrs. Camden’s birthday banquet, and hence, there were no outsiders in the lobby

even

in the middle of the living room. Despite her height of 1.6 meters,

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