Jordan possesses more than enough strength to carry Layla and Edith on his shoulders but unwilling to soil his shirt with their bodies, he decides against that. With a disdainful hiss, he holds them firmly by their legs and drags them all the way back to where Natasha and the taxi driver are standing. He doesn't even care that the rough handling had lifted their gowns to their waist levels, exposing their underwear. He also pays no attention to the dirt accumulating on their seemingly newly styled hair and upper parts with every step he takes.Since they want to be treated like dogs, Edith in particular, he would treat them as dogs. Soon, he arrives in front of Natasha and the taxi driver and nonchalantly tosses Layla and Edith's legs down to the ground.He then turns and stares down at Layla. Though asleep, she appears to be in so much distress and is losing a lot of blood. If she doesn't receive immediate medical attention, she might die in a few minutes.Though he doesn't like her

Yesterday, Avery received a call from Edith Caden that she and her niece would be paying them a visit. For several years, the Cadens of Opulence Heights have not associated with they of East Veridora.Avery was shocked to have received this call and was about to ask the reason for the sudden visit but Edith didn't give her the opportunity and hung up. She had used a public line so Avery couldn't call back.Nevertheless, Avery didn't take such information lightly as she immediately began the necessary preparations. At this moment, the Cadens Mansion appears to have undergone a drastic transformation. Fresh coats of paint adorn the walls and the entire structure has been thoroughly cleaned. The dining table, spanning three meters, is laden with assorted meals and wines. And around it are maids standing on several spots, almost like soldiers at a checkpoint. In the living room, Avery sits on a couch with her hands in between her thighs, her gaze fixed on the door. Beside her sits Isab

"The person on the line didn't say what happened to her," Isabella says with a shake of her head. "He also didn't say anything about Madam Edith.""Mmm. But who exactly is this person?" Gerald tilts his head."I don't know either," Isabella retorts. "He wouldn't disclose. In any case, Layla has just been rushed to Crestview General Hospital, shouldn't we be heading over there instead of staying here and asking so many questions?""Of, course, let's go!" Avery gets to her feet right away. Without further ado, she rushes out, Isabella and Gerald following closely behind her. If something bad happens to Layla, Avery's not sure how she'll explain it to the Cadens' Patriarch. Ah! Her heart is in the palm of her hands and she is drenched in sweat.Meanwhile, in front of World Apparels Galaxy, Jordan stoops down in front of the still-dozing Edith. He gazes at her for a while, his eyes filled with disdain, and lands a resounding slap on her cheek, the sharp sound echoing in the air."Ah!" Edi

"Sir, I'm only human like you, what are you doing kneeling and bowing to me?" At the taxi driver's unexpected gesture, Jordan frowns, and darts over to him, helping him to his feet. His frown soon fades away as he adds, "If you want to say anything, you can feel free to do so while standing. There is really no reason to go to such extremes."The taxi driver is taken aback by Jordan's humility. This is someone who could reduce the Cadens to such miserable states, he had expected him to be so proud and arrogant but that is not the case at all.His admiration for Jordan can't help but increase by leaps and bounds. He gazes at him and says with utmost respect, "For someone who could be so powerful as to reduce the members of the Cadens of Opulence Heights to their knees, you are extremely humble, sir.""You flatter me," Jordan dismisses his praise with a wave of his finger. "I'm not as powerful as you think. I only took advantage of the fact that they're powerless here in East Veridora wit

World Apparels Galaxy...Upon receiving Jordan's call, Arthur immediately drops everything he is doing in his office and rushes to the chairman's office. He knocks lightly before entering, bowing his head respectfully as he greets, "Sire. I didn't know you were heading over here; I would have personally received you.""It's no big deal," Jordan dismissively waves him off. "Sit." He gestures."Uhm," Arthur is hesitant. Jordan is his boss, how can he possibly sit with him? "I'm okay standing, Sire," he politely declines."I said sit," Jordan glares at him. "And loosen up," he adds."As you wish, Sire," Arthur lets out a deep breath, relieving himself of any anxiety in his chest, and calmly settles into the chair before Jordan. "Is there anything you want to talk about, Sire?" he inquires.Jordan doesn't immediately respond, instead taking in the surroundings of the office. It dawns on him that, since the inception of the company, this marks his first visit to his own office. He is visi