Chapter 22

Back in Jordan's company, Jordan was sitting in his office and having a fit of temper with a stern face. Documents were scattered all over the floor.

David lowered his head and stood still without saying a word. Irene quickly picked up and organized the documents and put them in front of Jordan. Jordan wiped the anger off his face upon seeing Irene. "Call Keaton, the guy who is in charge of city construction!" "Okay!" Irene immediately picked up the phone and called Keaton.

She reported to Jordan after the call, "Mr. Reed, Keaton agreed!"

"Agreed? Haha, that old fox!"

Jordan sneered with a weary look in his eyes. It was said that Keaton from the City Construction Bureau was a tough nut. As long as he was on board, everything would be easy to handle.

However, Edric must have also thought of whatever Jordan could think of. Furthermore, Edric had one more card to play -- Steven Cook. Jordan's chances of winning were slim

if Secretary Cook weighed in.

This made things quite tricky!

Irene glanced at Jordan and found that a rare, serious look replaced his usually playful countenance. It seemed that this rich boy was in trouble.

But she didn't know what kind of trouble it was. Although she was an Executive Assistant, she was not that kind of Executive Assistant. She was only responsible for reminding Jordan of his daily schedule, serving him tea, preparing food, clothing, and accommodation for business trips, just like a nanny. Jordan usually talked about work with another Executive Assistant, David.

Even though Jordan never asked her to stay away, she always stepped out tactfully whenever she saw David opened the door. Nathan made it clear before she came that she was only responsible for his daily schedule. She shouldn't inquire about anything else. David and Jordan talked for the whole afternoon behind the closed door. The door finally opened when it was time to get off work. Irene picked up her bag and notified Jordan that she was about to leave.

To her surprise, Jordan called to stop her, "David has something to do. I need you to go the dinner with me tonight."

Jordan was treating some officials to dinner at the best hotel in San Fetillo. He also invited some beautiful women to keep the guests company. The guests were coaxed into drinking by the pretty girls, their faces ruddy and glowing.

went to After Dark, the largest nightclub in San Fetillo,

her clothes. She got off the luxury car with a couple of rich

tonight, too. I think she knew Edric is coming and deliberately came here to

are you

partying with people tonight? I heard that Randy Smith

"Yes."

With that b*tch's pretty face, he will never let her slide by. You need to figure out a way to make

girls everywhere. Even if something happened tonight, no one could trace

to attack her. She followed Jordan and

with his hospitality. He paid for all the gorgeous ladies in After Dark.

was lively and they opened countless bottles of wine. David also joined them later at night. Since Jordan was tipsy

guests maintained a sanctimonious attitude in the restaurant and finally dropped the pretense in

tried to stay far away from the box. She leaned against the

man appeared in front of her.

breath was staring at her with his lecherous eyes. He was Keaton's son

Lily, the Secretary's daughter, asked him to go out of the box and turn

up randomly to make things difficult for him. He didn't expect that

he could sleep with such a beautiful girl. Thinking of that, he saw Irene moved away and was about to leave. He immediately reached out his hand to stop her. "Beauty, don't go. Let's have a drink together!" While speaking, he came closer and was going to

a good-looking girl. Come with me tonight and

put his hand on Irene's chest as he spoke. Furious,

you?" Randy's eyes were blazing with anger. "How dare you to

with me? F*ck off!" The noise alarmed Randy's bodyguards who rushed over. "Mr. Smith! Are you all

hook so easily? He pointed at Irene and

that kind of woman!"

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