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
"You're a wonder, Mr. Callahan! So exceptional! I doubt there's anyone in your peer as outstanding and smart as you are!" Greyson gushes over Jordan, his voice ringing with unbridled admiration. His face beams with a bright, wide smile as if lit from within. "Your talent and abilities astound me!" he continues, his eyes shining with an unshakeable belief in Jordan's capabilities. "You're an absolute marvel, a true inspiration! Your wisdom is on an entirely different level!"It amazes even an old man like me! If not that it is quite impossible, I would visit you every day to tap from your overflowing wisdom! You are such a rare gem!""You're too kind, Mr. Kane. I'm just a lad, how can my wisdom possibly compare with yours? That is too flattering. After all, I still have much to learn and so many years ahead of me, but I'm grateful for your words, thank you," Jordan retorts with so much humility, smiling appreciatively at him.Once again, everyone is thrown off balance, their eyes squin
"Jordan, do you really need to take an Uber home when I can have my chauffeur drive you?" Daisy asks, pouting her lips and battering her eyebrows at him.The party is ended and Jordan is standing at the gate, waiting for the Uber he ordered a few minutes ago to arrive, but Daisy wouldn't let him wait in peace as she keeps bugging him to let her chauffeur drive him. And with the manner she is going at it, he is so moved to accept so that he can at least get her off his back, but he just can't bring himself to because the aftermath of doing so would be too troublesome for him...Even if he asks the chauffeur to stop a few meters away from his Paradise, the man would still recognize the grand estate as it is one of the top estates in the county.Obviously, seeing such would make him start having wild thoughts and in the end, he would rush to tell Daisy what he saw, which would make her start wondering how he managed to have an abode in that estate. That ride would give him all away. How