The smile on Daisy's face instantly fades and she bites down on her lower lip, intense rage coursing through her veins in ripples.Naturally, what Henry says never gets to Daisy and she has always been one to shrug off his words with a smile or comeback. But this time around, things are different because what Henry just said has struck a deep nerve in her as it is nothing but the truth. And it has rendered her speechless.This is clearly because it has always been a natural thing for wealthy families to associate with only people as rich or even more than they are so Henry is just stating the obvious fact by saying her family would never allow her to date a loser like Jordan.There are no two ways around it. Indeed, if Jordan is truly a loser, she would have no other option but to let him be when the time comes. As much as the thought hurts, there's nothing she can do about it.She is almost on the verge of tears as she can't imagine dissociating herself from Jordan. She has gotten so
Jordan is a mere pauper, so it is impossible for him to have gotten an invitation, let alone have one. Obviously, Daisy had wanted to take him in without one...But now that is no longer possible as he has called Gavin, who he believes has greater power in the family than Daisy.He puffs his chest arrogantly. Now, that is just the best punishment!It would turn out that the pauper had taken all his time to prepare and come here only for him to be kicked out.What other punishment would have been greater than that? "Obviously, none," he blurts and rubs his jaw, marrying Jordan's gaze and adding, "Now punk, that right there is the difference between you and me! "While I can easily get invitations as I'm a member of a wealthy family, you would never in your lifetime get one, and even if you try to work your way around things, you would still end up losing in the end!"I'm guessing you know why, right? But in case you don't then I'm glad to let you know that it's because you are just a no
Jordan is naturally unfamiliar with the seething young man in front of him as he had never seen him before. But in truth, he had seen Henry stroll up to this young man when he and Daisy walked into the banquet hall, even though he was looking for a seat with Daisy; his eyes had been on alert and took in everything going on, but he didn't really care about the reason Henry walked up to the young man.Henry is a trouble maker so he couldn't bother himself about what he was up to. But, based on what he can see now, he feels he can tell who the young man in front of him is. This is because there is only one young man Henry can walk up to at this party with complaints, the same young man he called a few minutes ago, Gavin Kane."Mmm," he hums as his gaze takes in the supposed prestigious Gavin Kane while ignoring the burning fire in his eyes and his question, and as soon as he is done, pushes him out of his way and takes his seat. Henry clearly lied to this Gavin Kane about him, and witho
Daisy furrows her brows. "Grandfather ordered you to bring Jordan to him?" She casts a skeptical glance at the butler and nibbles on her lower lip, flustered."Yes," he retorts flatly."But why? Why would Grandfather request you bring him to him?" Daisy just can't wrap her head around the reason her grandfather would want an audience with Jordan. Before now, he didn't know who Jordan was so why does he suddenly want him to be brought to him?Could it be because of the argument just now? Does he want to punish Jordan?A lump forms in her throat and her back prickles. "No," without waiting for the butler's response, she says flatly. "I don't know why Grandfather wants Jordan, but he did nothing wrong and shouldn't be taken to him. You can't take him to him. No, no."The butler's eyes narrow slightly. "This is your grandfather's order, Miss Daisy, are you really going to defy it?""But-" Daisy tries to say but the butler doesn't let her finish as he abruptly cuts in..."Miss Daisy, I'm s
KNOCK KNOCK...As Frederick and Jordan come before a private room, Frederick knocks softly on the wooden door and stretches his hands behind his back, awaiting a response."The young man can come in," a few seconds later, an old gruff voice says, his tone laden with overbearing authority."Aye-aye, My Lord," Frederick retorts reverently and bows halfway down despite the fact that the old man behind the door can't see his gesture. And thereafter, lifts his gaze to Jordan, gesturing, "My Lord-""I'm not deaf," Jordan abruptly cuts him off and without paying him any more attention, pushes open the door, waltzes into the room, and slams the door right on his face. "For a pauper, he sure is too arrogant and sassy," Frederick hisses with a deep frown plastered on his old face and glares at the door for more than two minutes before stomping his foot and walking away."Take your seat," Greyson doesn't beat around as he motions for Jordan to sit down on the plush chair in front of him as soon
"Ridicule?" Jordan twists his brows disconcertingly, utterly flabbergasted and surprisingly unfazed by the old man's menacing aura, which would have gotten anyone else shuddering and peeing in his pants. "You asked me what I thought about your granddaughter, and I was trying to answer sincerely, but you didn't even let me finish, and now you are claiming I ridiculed her? When and how did I do that?"Greyson glares daggers at him, snapping maliciously, "You still have the cheek to ask me that? Don't you even know the things you spit out from that sharp mouth of yours? To think I thought you were a good lad!" He stomps his foot. "I'm disappointed! So disappointed! This is a lady you claim to be friends with, yet because she is not here, you ridiculed her! So much for a friend!""Hmph," Jordan snorts coldly. "I don't know what you're babbling about but the truth remains that I didn't ridicule her! "As a good friend, the least I could do was say the truth so you would take her in hand and
In the private room... Greyson is glaring at Jordan as if he wants nothing more than to rip him into shreds and feed his carcass to the birds of the air.All his life, he can be confident to say that he has never met someone like Jordan.The lad's courage and ability to twist facts are so phenomenal. Even the devil might not hold a candle to him.Listening to Jordan, he just can't believe he could still be so adamant!Like, the punk ridiculed his granddaughter and right now is making it seem like he did so out of goodwill. How brazen and sly!He clenches his jaw and opens his mouth to snap at Jordan yet again, but is not so fast enough as Jordan beats him to it..."Mr. Kane," he breathes, lifting his gaze to meet Greyson's and fearlessly marrying it, "Looking at your expression, my gut tells me you still want to scold me and insist that I ridiculed Daisy after everything I've just said when you should lower your overbearing ego and accept that you judged my statement rashly and wrongl
"Anything the matter, Mr. Callahan?" Noticing Jordan's abrupt change in expression, Greyson grills, his brows twisted disconcertingly.Jordan sways his gaze to the door, retorting silently, "What I want to tell you is confidential, but there seems to be a pokenoser in your family," with that, he stands and begins walking to the door, his steps so light that not a single sound is made, almost as if he is walking on air.Meanwhile, outside the room, Gavin is leaning against the door, straining to hear the conversation inside. Just as he's about to catch a few juicy tidbits, the door suddenly flies open and he tumbles headfirst into the room, landing in an ungraceful heap on the floor."Mmm..." he croaks, his eyes bulging in alarm the next moment as the realization of what has just happened dawns on him. The jig is up- he has been caught red-handed doing something so immoral! His breath sticks in his throat, catching between a gasp and a cry of disbelief. He can't find the words to spea
Henry's face darkens. He is the young master of the Maguires, how can he get on his knees and apologize to Jordan?Such an act would not only disappoint his family but also jeopardize his position as the heir apparent. His pride and ego would also be crushed and he might never be able to raise his head high again."You don't want to do it?""You're being unfairly unfair to me. When Isabella apologized to you, you didn't ask her to get on her knees. Why are you asking me to do that? What are you trying to achieve?""Achieve? Hmph!" Jordan snorts. "I choose how I want anyone to apologize to me. It's late, and I need to leave. Are you apologizing or not?""I can only apologize to you while standing; I'll never kneel to you," Henry grits his teeth."What if I insist?" A menacing aura suddenly bursts out of Jordan, and he grabs Henry's shoulder, applying force."Ah!" Henry cries out, his face distorting. "What are you doing?!" he barks."Kneel!" Jordan bellows, applying more force.THUD!J
Seeing this, Natasha turns pale. From Jordan's reaction, it's obvious he and this person are not on good terms. This leaves her wondering how that could be when the person gifted him such a unique card.Perhaps he did before whatever happened between them happened. She can't help feeling bad for asking the question."I'm sorry," she whispers."It's fine," Jordan offers her a small smile. "You did nothing. Let's just continue eating."Back at the hall...Somehow Henry and Isabella has managed to consume a quarter of the order. For an order that took three tables, that in itself is a commendable feat. At this moment, Isabella is sitting on the floor, drenched in sweat.Though there's AC in the room, it's as if nothing is touching her. Her naturally flat tummy appears to have broken its record today as it is now protruding. Beside Isabella, Henry is in a similar state, just that he is gasping so much, almost as if he can't breathe.For the first time, he believes the adage that says wha
"What? Why? Jordan paid all the bills so why am I not allowed to leave?" Isabella asks, staring at the burly men in confusion."Our general manager instructed us not to let any of you leave until the food and wine on the round table are cleared.""What?" Isabella's jaw drops. "What does he mean by that? How can only two of us finish that quantity of food and wine?""We don't know, Miss, but that is the instruction. Except the food and wines are cleared, you can only remain here.""How ridiculous!" Henry stands and bellows. "I'm the young master of the Maguires, will you two really stop me from leaving?""We only follow instructions, sir. It doesn't matter who you are, so yes.""Fine, wait until I send for my family guards!" Henry glares at them and reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone.However, before he can do anything with it, the phone is swiftly snatched from him."I'm sorry, sir. But that is not allowed. You can only start eating now or remain here even after the resta
Henry and Isabella had devised a plan to embarrass Jordan, hoping he would struggle to pay the bills and end up washing plates for a month. However, their scheme took an unexpected turn when Jordan not only paid the bills but did so with an astonishing 2.4 billion, 98 thousand dollars. This isn't 2. 4 million, 98 thousand dollars or 200 million, 98 thousand dollars but 2.4 billion, 98 thousand dollars! Isabella doesn't know what to make of this. The Jordan she divorced days ago was just a penniless man, one she and her family saw as a liability, which resulted to the divorce. How did he become so wealthy in the blink of an eye? Is she dreaming?She pinches herself to be sure before staring back at the screen. Seeing the numbers still blatantly visible on big screen, she can't help but inhale sharply.She was not dreaming. It's actually real. Jordan really paid the bills. He actually forked out 2.4 billion! She freezes.For a while, a heavy silence hangs in the air before the room b
"What is this?" As the waitress accepts the card from Jordan and stares down at it, she asks, her brows furrowed in confusion."Hahaha, Jordan, did you pick up a play card on the floor? When did debit start being gold in color?" Henry jeers, laughing mockingly at him."That you don't know the card, is that what makes it a play card that I picked on the floor?" Jordan scoffs. "Anyways, your reaction is well expected, I would have been even surprised if any of you knew the card because the card is only one in the entire country, specially made for me.""Hah, what is that? Isn't he exaggerating too much?" A diner frowns. "He is just a pauper; how could he have a card that is only one in the country and is specially made for him? In fact, when has it ever been heard that a card was specially made for someone? Even the King of Zephyria might not have such card, who is he to?""He must be playing games with us all! Hah, he has no money and he made such a scene. How infuriating.""Well, I'm
"Why will I?" Jordan retorts, rolling his eyes. "Please order away! Don't hold back!""Jordan," Natasha, not being able to help it, tugs at his shirt. "They are obviously plotting against you, how can you still ask her to order after Henry has ordered that much? Do you really have the money to pay?"Jordan smiles. "I wasn't joking when I said I could buy this whole restaurant, let alone a few drinks and meals. What are you waiting for? Order yours as well. Also add mine.""Hahaha, Jordan, you seem to have hit the jackpot. Even your character is like one a wealthy man. In that case, I won't be polite neither will I hold back." Isabella turns to the waiter who is still waiting. "I will have this, this, this, this..." Unlike Henry who only placed order for approximately twelve meals and wines, Isabella takes hers up a notch, ordering 20 meals and 20 wines, the meals in the price range of five hundred thousand and the wines in the price range of one million."Ah!" Natasha slams her hand
Two days ago or thereabout, Isabella met with Henry Maguire who urged her to invest in Starwood Apparels. However, Jordan came out of nowhere to tell her that doing so would be the greatest mistake she would ever make. He even claimed that the company would soon be destroyed. He had been so confident in his words that she started doubting her decision. If not for Henry that urged to trust him even just that once, that was how she would have been deceived and lost out on a rare opportunity to rise her family back to glory.Now, when Henry asked Jordan what he could say considering how things just turned out, she had expected him to at least be humble and sane enough to apologize for spilling the trash he spilled the last time.Instead of doing that, he began spilling another trash and acting as if he was one celestial god. She is so infuriated and can't help but wonder how it could be possible that they were once married. At this moment, she feels divorcing him has to be the best dec
"Let's sit here," finding a table close to the window, Jordan says and draws out a chair, gesturing like a perfect gentleman,"Please sit, My Lady."Natasha rolls her eyes and mouths a soft "thank you" before taking her seat."You are always welcome, My Lady," Jordan smiles and walks over to the other side, also taking his seat."Welcome to Sculpted Palate, one of the best restaurants in East Veridora, dear prestigious customers. "Here, we serve all kinds of sumptuous and luxurious meals. Here are our menus for your selections. The price of each meal is attached to it," almost immediately, a beautiful waitress approaches Jordan and Natasha and says with a charming smile.Jordan doesn't bother to accept a menu from the waitress. He says indifferently, "I'll have anything the lady picks."Natasha feels her cheeks reddening at that statement. She quickly takes a menu from the waitress and uses it to cover her face. Simultaneously, she glances over the pages.The next second, a frown res
"Mr. Callahan, have you found what it is you forgot? What was it though?" As they pass the receptionist's desk, the receptionist, catching a glimpse of Jordan, lifts her gaze and asks."Yes, I have, and it is...," Jordan pauses, a smile tugging at his lips as he glances down at Natasha Natasha beside him."What are you looking at me for?" Natasha turns deeper shades of red. She has to turn her face away him.Jordan chuckles and drawls, "I told the beautiful receptionist that I lost something, which was why I came back to the company, but what she didn't know was that I actually didn't lose something but someone. Now, I've found her and I'm leaving with her.""Aww, that's so sweet," the receptionist whispers. "I've been seeing you guys together a lot. It's a good thing you decided to allow love blossom between you. "You guys look so good together, almost like a match made in heaven! I can't wait for your wedding invitation!"Jordan stares at Natasha, whose cheeks are now as red as fr