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
"What happened, Isabella? Why did you suddenly drop the telephone?" Avery sprints to her feet and darts over to Isabella with the speed of light. She grabs her hand, shaking her as she continues to bombard her with her incessant questions, "Wasn't it Madam Edith? Who was the person on the phone just now? What did he or she say?"Gerald doesn't stand idly as he also hurries over to Isabella, asking anxiously, "Sis, why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Tell us, what happened? What did the person over the phone say? Come on, talk to us!"Isabella looks from Avery to Gerald, back to the telephone swaying left and right, and sighs heavily. "La... Lay...," she stutters, breaking out in a cold sweat.Avery's heart skips a beat, and Gerald frowns. Isabella is not one to lose her composure so easily. What could have gotten her this way? Did something really happen to Madam Edith and Layla?"Sis, you can't keep us in suspense, what the hell happened?!" Not knowing how else to ask, Gerald b
"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
"Pfft!"THUD!THUD!Jordan's murderous aura is so overwhelming that it forces Edith to vomit a mouthful of blood and Natasha and the taxi driver to drop to their knees, their faces pale."What murderous aura!" Edith gasps, her expression turning grim. Jordan hasn't taken any physical action, yet she has already been forced to vomit blood. What then will happen if he does?She can't help feeling a sense of dread coursing through her, leaving her unsettled."Uhm," she wipes off the blood on her lips and staggers to her feet, looking at Jordan with fear in her eyes. "If... If I pay the $100,000, you will let me go, right?" She stutters, her teeth chattering.Jordan smiles and nods, "Of course. Didn't I already say that before?""Mmm," Edith had initially wanted to prolong the situation with Jordan, but faced with such an explosive and terrifying aura, she can't dare bring herself to challenge him anymore. She quickly searches through herself and retrieves her phone, her hands shaking. "
"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
In a ward at Crestview General Hospital...Layla sits on the hospital bed with a deep frown on her face. Not long ago, she woke up to find herself in an unknown room with no recollection of how she got there.Luckily, there was a nurse in the room at that time, who fed her in on the details. She was shocked to learn that she was in the hospital because all she could remember was escaping from Lucien with her aunt, however, she hadn't driven so far when her car tires exploded, which caused her to lose control.She had asked the nurse about her aunt and though slightly relieved when she heard she was fine, she couldn't help feeling enraged that aunt came out unscathed after causing everything. She was further enraged when she learned that her car exploded.At this moment, her expression is gloomy as she stares expressionlessly at the door.Her head, brows, and cheeks have been bandaged and her hands are supported by splints to address her dislocated bones.CREAKThere is a sudden creak
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
"Mmm," Jordan merely hums, showing no reaction whatsoever to the information."Do you already know about this, Sire?" Seeing Jordan's reaction, Arthur can't help but ask, his brows furrowed in surprise."Yes," Jordan replies simply. "Last night I overheard Henry Maguire urging Isabella to invest in Starwood Apparels. "I tried all I could to talk her out of it but she wouldn't listen to me. She would rather listen to that Henry of a guy," he adds with a helpless sigh, "I don't understand how she could have so little trust in me."Arthur is surprised to learn that Jordan had taken the initiative to warn Isabella about the consequences of investing in Starwood Apparels yet she wouldn't listen to him. He shakes his head, asking anxiously, "Sire, considering that you painstakingly built that company to what it is now, and since Miss Isabella is insisting on investing in Starwood Apparels, which we both know would only lead to the collapse of Sun Glow Apparels, are you really going to turn