The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 877

Sean raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "No wonder Layla wanted to get rid of Tania at all costs. If I were in her place, I would've done the same."

Jordan's expression darkened, but Sean continued speaking as if oblivious to his discomfort, "If Peter knows his old rival still harbors feelings for his wife, I'm sure—"

"If I remember correctly, Tania and Peter are no longer connected," Jordan interrupted. "It was Peter who chose to let Tania go."

Sean shrugged. "Your love affairs don't interest me. Since you've agreed, I'll take you to her. But have you really thought about what you want? Perhaps you'd like to rid yourself of Layla for good?" Jordan frowned. "That's my problem, and I'll deal with it myself."

"Fair enough." Since Jordan was clear on his stance, Sean did not push any further. He led Jordan to the underground section of the The Majestic Lounge.

It was Jordan's first time seeing this hidden side of the establishment, and he had not expected it. Even more surprising was learning who was behind The Majestic Lounge. "Mr. Smith!"

Andrew, seeing Sean arrive with someone, hurried forward. "What brings you here?"

"Where is she?"

"Inside." Andrew glanced at Jordan, his gaze uncertain. "Mr. Smith, Mr. Lennon instructed not to bring anyone in..."

me." Sean waved it

not killed." Andrew opened the door, and a heavy scent of blood filled the

his brows. "You..." He had not expected them to be so ruthless, especially after

"Jordan..."

voice

she tried

but quickly collapsed. She cried out in pain, "Jordan, you're

I

wouldn't

Hurry, get

here... They

hesitated for a moment at the sound of her voice. Layla struggled

walking toward her.

Sean. "Could

Sean shrugged. "Of course."

door closed, Jordan knelt beside Layla. The room was dim, so he could not see clearly, but the overpowering smell of blood was