Upon reaching outside, Jordan discharged Edwin, throwing him off to the ground. A lot of people had come to see what was happening. Dianna ran to his rescue, but Edwin yanked her hand away from him. He was beyond furious, and more than Jordan, he blamed his fiancee for her obstinacy and egocentric behaviors. If only she had apologized, the countless eyes before them would not be witnessing Edwin’s disgrace. “If you two have any tiny respect and shame left in you, you better leave and never show your faces here again,” Jordan ordered, and Edwin finally snapped his face up. Although Edwin found it hard to believe that the nobody he had mocked a few hours ago was now humiliating him and kicking them out of such an eminent motel, not forgetting the broken nose he was nursing from the beating Jordan had given him inside, he knew he couldn’t fight anymore. Not that he was admitting defeat to Jordan because he sure vouched to get back at him, but to avoid more embarrassment and more trouble
“Young lady!” One cold roar and Diana’s irritating laughter stopped abruptly. “I don’t get what is so humorous here that is making you cause all this laughter!” Diana swallowed hard, bowing a little to the man’s cold demeanor. However, she didn’t intend to stay with her head hunched for long. The urge to expose Jordan for the useless nobody that he was stroking her pretty badly. She composed herself and lifted her head. They entered the office of Mr. De’Luka, and the door closed. Mr. De’Luka embarked on scrutinizing Jordan again. He wondered whether he was a new businessman that he had idea of. But where could he have emerged from? “What is your name, young man?” He asked Jordan in a cold yet calm voice. Jordan cleared his throat once as he faced the seemingly non-friendly man. “Jordan, sir! Jordan Rivers!” He said. Mr De’Luka toured his eyes around the corners of the room. His thoughts were also spinning as he tried to seek any familiarity with that name. But all was in vain. No
“You better start explaining yourself before I lose my cool, young man. What tricks are you playing with my daughter? Where and when did you even meet her because you don’t fit even on the ground she walks on?!” Mr. De’Luka spoke with loath to Jordan. “You must have cast a strong spell on her to have spent such a lot of money on her.” Mrs De’Luka states. Anna felt suffocated by what her family and Diana were doing to Jordan. He was not the one to blame. He bought him the suit out of gratitude and also paid for the food out of her own will. And who said class mattered here? The guy had saved her life, that was more than enough to make him fit to belong in her world. “Jordan is innocent, father!” Anna spoke, meaning to set Jordan free from the flooding injustices. She managed to summon her parent’s attention as they turned to her with questioning glances. Anna felt like she was adding salt to the injury with her intervention “He is innocent, Anna? Why are you protecting this useless
“Then we are going to sue you, Jordan! Let us see if you have what it takes to fight in court. You have no single penny on you so be ready to rot in jail.” Diana sneered after Jordan spoken. If she could not have the contentment of seeing him on the knees apologizing, then she would bask in seeing him behind bars. She had money and Jordan had none. She was certain Jordan would surely end up being locked up. That would be axan enic delight to her. Edwin looked at Jordan and felt a kick out of what he was about to do. He might have had an unbreakable ego, but there was nothing that money and power could not buy. He would use all that was within his power to make Jordan pay. “Let’s see where your arrogance will take you, jerk!” He said, held Diana’s hand, and was ready to head out to work on his plan, but Mr De’Luka stopped them. “No one is filing any charges against anyone!” He spoke, stopping the duo as they gazed at him with furrows on their expressions. Even Mrs De’Luka was taken
Jordan’s eyes narrowed at the mention of money. He felt like the senescent, algid man was deliberately insulting him or making a bang-up mockery of his state. Hadn’t Jordan’s know-it-all ex-wife explained his predicaments to them in detail? They knew very well he had nothing in his pockets, all hail to his ex-wife who was bent on exposing his poverty to the entire world. Why was he then bringing such a ridiculing shit up? He even had the guts to ask those two impossible beings to name their price? They would, without a doubt, take advantage of that and name an absurd price just to see him suffer. He wondered why the man would choose for him. Or maybe, he also wanted to sample the tasty juice of mortifying him. I mean, that was what the well-heeled were so good at - identifying your weakness and using it to their selfish advantage. Jordan despised them more. And he scorned the situation even more. He knew Diana and Edwin were trying their level best to hold their tickling rapture as t
Take the offer and be free!? That statement resonated in Jordan’s head with a ticklish irony that left him smirking. Free? Only a dumbass would be stupid enough to fall for that. How free would he be when the man wanted to turn him into his horse to pay off the debt? Only God knew what the man’s plan was, and Jordan at this point was no longer interested. He had just left a toxic home in the name of marriage, he wasn’t just going to throw himself into another toxic environment in the name of work. As for the money, he had something called brains in his head that he could put to use and show the fools that they could not sway him however they wanted. “No, but thank you anyway, for your kind gesture. I can take care of this myself!” He stated with affirmity, crashing the hopes of Mr De’Luka and shocking him and his wife to the core. No one dared to refuse him. No poor pest in Jordan’s situation would think of saying no to such an offer. How dare he? How dare he act all mighty and abl
In the office, Jordan left a lonely fearful sole - Anna. She could not explain the pain that stung her heart after watching Jordan vanish from her sight. He didn’t even spare her a glance. She felt hurt, and fearful because her father was one of the people that no one wanted to mess with. Jordan had just done that, daring him in front of people. And looking at her father, she knew he wouldn’t let Jordan go just like that. “Why did you let him go, Dad?” Anna thought out loud. Her fright and concern were increasing. She did not want Jordan to get hurt. She still wished they would see each other again after that day and become friends. And she did not want to be caught up in a web of war. “I let him go so that I can hunt him?” Mr De’Luka said between gritted teeth, his eyes smoking danger. Ana felt her bones shaking in her flesh. She had guessed it right. But what was Jordan’s fault that he had to bear such consequences? He had already agreed to pay the mind-boggling amount that they
The racket of the footsteps kept getting closer. The man kept pleading with Jordan in a wispy vocalism. Jordan kept banging his head about what he was expected to do in the situation. But before he could even make up his mind, the fulgent lights of the torches came from the direction of the footsteps. In a flicker, three armed men halted a few meters in front of Jordan, blocking their way. For a moment, Jordan considered turning around and running away from the dreadful danger ahead. Run for his dear life. He wanted to stay away from such trouble at all costs, but with the dying man in his arms, he ruled out that idea. They would catch up with them before he could even take a step. There was no way he could escape now. At that moment, Jordan wondered whether saving lives was his calling in life. He wanted to smirk at that wild idea, but a voice came from the dreary men before them. “What do we have here! Seems like luck is fore-playing with us tonight. We have got a bonus on top of w