When Jordan said that the man in front of him was Lorenzo, he noticed that Daisy was amongst those who doubted him and felt that Lorenzo was an impostor. It was natural for everyone else to doubt him, he couldn't care less about them. After all, since they feel he is a pauper, they can't believe anything he says.But Daisy is different. Though she fully doesn't know his identity, he has developed a better relationship with her and the Kanes and she has seen how differential her grandpa is to him, unlike the others. Considering all this, he didn't expect her to be amongst those who would doubt him.Guess he had given her more credit than she actually deserved. Now, posed with her question, he is left wondering if she couldn't believe him then, what's the guarantee that she will believe him now? Wouldn't he be wasting his time by answering?He picks up his glass of wine and takes a sip not bothering to answer her.'Is he still angry with me because of what happened between me and Nata
Jordan's words are cold and ruthless. Daisy feels a pang in her chest, and her eyes glisten with unshed tears. "Jordan," she whispers sullenly and tries to touch him, but Jordan doesn't give her the chance. He silently waves a finger, and a sudden wave of air pushes her hand away."This," Daisy exclaims in shock, standing and wiping her tears. Her hand was just a few inches from Jordan, but a sudden force pushed it away. It's exactly similar to what happened with Lorenzo.She looks down at Jordan and grins, "So you were the one who caused the wine to disappear without touching that guy. What power is this exactly? How could you control air and so many others?""What?" "That punk is really the one who caused the wine to disappear into thin air? "So John wasn't lying?""Indeed, John wasn't lying. Though I can't say anything about what happened the first time, I saw what happened this second time. And it's unbelievable. It's like something I only witness in the movies.""Dashawn, sinc
"Oh?" Jordan mouths, shifting his gaze to Dashawn. "What can your family offer?"Dashawn grins. It's just as he expected. Since Jordan is a pauper and heard his family is above the Xaviers he was easily enticed. "We can give you anything you want, Mr. Callahan. Just name it.""Is that so?" A mischievous glint flashes in Jordan's eyes."Yes, Mr. Callahan," however, Dashawn not able to catch onto that, readily agrees, adding smugly, "Just name your price. My family will definitely provide it for you.""Since you are offering, I won't be polite," Jordan smiles. "Go inform your Patriarch that in exchange for my magical powers, I want him to pledge his allegiance to me. From today onwards, the Johnsons will belong to me. The same goes to you," he shifts his gaze to Brielle. "And whoever else wants to acquire my powers," his gaze sweeps over the rest of the diners."Preposterous!" A diner hollers. "You want to use those insignificant magic tricks of yours to take over our families? Dream on!
Dashawn frowns. He is the young master of the Johnsons, a family ranking third on the list of families below the top five families.He can easily crush Jordan if he wanted yet Jordan is addressing him with no ounce of respect. He glares at Jordan with the utmost desire to take out his anger on him, but remembering Jordan's magical prowess, especially how he could effortlessly make wine vanish into thin air, he forces himself to calm down. He can't afford to provoke someone with such powers lest he makes him to vanish as well.His cold gaze lingers on Jordan for a while before he drags himself away and walks back to his seat, settling down. However, he can't find it in himself to calm down. He really wants Jordan's magical powers. Not just to satisfy his fantasies but to help his family as well. With those magical powers, he is confident he can help his family rise to greater heights. All they have to do is destroy whichever family that stands in the way of their growth."Brielle Xavi
"You?" Jordan rolls his eyes. Daisy can't possibly be serious. He already has a relationship with Greyson; if he wanted the old man to pledge allegiance to him, wouldn't he have asked that of him the very first time they met? Besides, Daisy is not the Patriarch of the Kanes, even though Greyson might not oppose her decision as he is fond of him and knows a bit of his real identity, who is she to make such decision?"What do you mean by 'you'?" Daisy frowns in annoyance. "Do you not take me seriously?"Jordan waves her off dismissively. "You should refrain from spouting such nonsense." With that, he stops paying her any attention and turns back to his table."You," Daisy glowers. "What do you..." Her words are cut short as John bends over to her level and whispers some words to her."Oh?" Her mouth pats open as realization dawns on her. She sways her gaze back to Jordan and says solemnly, "If that is the case, then I'm not interested in the magic tricks anymore."Jordan merely smiles.
"Don't tell me you have been so easily deceived by that punk's words, Gerald," before Isabella can respond, Brian says, his face crinkling in disappointment. "As a member of the prestigious Caden family, I expected you to at least be smart enough to see through silly tricks as these but you actually fell for it.""What do you mean?" Gerald snaps, seemingly offended. "We both saw him make that wine vanish into thin air. With such magical powers, don't you think it will be possible for us to rise back to our feet?""You are so naive," Brian chuckles wryly. "Have you stopped to consider if the disappearance of the wine was just a mere coincidence?""I'm sorry, Mr. Martinez, but you actually sound dumb right now," Gerald rolls his eyes. "Alright, let's assume it was a mere coincidence, shouldn't the wine have spilled all over the place then? Did it?"And why did it have to happen the moment the wine was just about to pour on that guy? Besides, when has it ever been recorded that wind mad
"A better option?" Avery's eyes sparkle in excitement. "Come on, Mr. Martinez, what are you keeping the information for? Why wouldn't we be interested? Tell us already!" She urges impatiently. Brian could make Richard Moore apologize to Isabella on his knees without any care for his integrity.Between him and Jordan, she finds Brian more interesting and capable. Though she is shocked by Jordan's magic powers and feels it might really help them rise back to their feet, she is still more interested in the better option Brian just spoke of. After all, as a big shot, he'll definitely have something better than what Jordan is offering. In the face of Brian, Jordan can actually go to hell for all she cares."There's no need to hurry," Brian says with a triumphant smile and gestures ambiguously, "Let's sit down first and place our order. We will discuss while we eat. Order anything you want. Don't hold back.""Alright, Mr. Martinez," Avery naturally obliges and sits down, immediately waving
"What four of us?" Avery glares at her. "My orders are for me alone. If you want to eat, you should go ahead and order for yourself!"Isabella frowns. The orders her mum placed are over fifty. How can she finish all those dishes at a sitting? Isn't she being greedy?"Hmph!" She snorts and turns to the handsome waiter, saying solemnly, "You can ask Brian what he wants. As for me and my brother, we will eat from the orders my mum just placed. Move along now.""Hey, wait there!" Just as the waiter is about to walk over to Brian, Avery hollers, stopping him in his tracks. Simultaneously, she turns to Isabella and chides, "What is matter with you, Isabella? You're not the one footing the bill, so why won't you let me enjoy to my heart's content?"Brian also turns to Isabella and says calmly, "Miss Isabella, your mum is right, I'm footing the bills. You shouldn't worry about what she does and let her do as she pleases. Just go ahead and place your order.""No," Isabella shakes her head. "Th