Jordan smiled weakly at Anna’s apology. Then he spoke.“It is okay.” He said.“Are you sure?” Anna asked.She could not decipher Jordan’s slight frown. He took in a deep breath before speaking.“You know, I have not had any luck with these rich people. They are all the same - arrogant, full of themselves, granitic, proud, intolerable.” He said. Anna felt a tinge of pain in her heart. She wondered whether he thought the same about her too.“That is so harsh.” She said softly, cloaking her pain.“It is all true. I am a witness, and after my divorce from my ex-wife, I will be extremely careful in choosing my partner. I don’t want a rich brat near me ever again.” He affirmed, and he meant it, what he didn’t know was that he was hurting someone.Anna felt that ripple of pain again. It was like the message was indirectly meant for her. They were from two opposite worlds. She was rich and he wasn’t, and with his last words, there seemed to exist a big rift between them. All the possibilities
Anna remained engrossed in her thoughts after the arrogant woman left. She seemed to be mulling over something so profound that it left Jordan wondering whether she was really happy. The scowl on her face was so non-buoyant and baffling. However, remembering how the posh woman had spoken to Anna with zero affection, Jordan had a beardown of strong hunch that something was amiss, but he couldn't meddle. Anna had not received much affection from her parent’s home. All her life with her foster parents, she had absolutely no freedom of speech. The adopted family always reminded her that she would be rotting in the streets or the orphanage if they did not adopt her. And given the fortune she was meant to inherit, she felt more than gratitude for them. Despite their hostility, she bore it all with the gratitude of all she had and still would have all thanks to them. On the other hand, Jordan was beginning to drown in his thoughts of the beckoning misery. The day was going by so fast. The
“I can't believe you two!” Jordan was still mangled between what to say to Anna when a voice startled them. There was no way in hell would he fail to agnize that voice. He and Anna turned around, coming face to face with Diana and her boyfriend. “You still want to play saints that met just last night?” She quizzed, but unlike before, she spoke with a fleecy tone. She was also standing a distance from the duo. Anna signed in frustration, while Jordan was more than pissed off as he dragged his pissed-off self to his feet. He had had enough of Diana’s fuss. And there is no way he would allow her or her lover to insult him again. Anna stood too, taking her stand beside Jordan as they met Diana’s eyes. Anyone could tell that her cool was bogus. She exuded reverence that was so patient, especially for Anna. Edwin, on the other hand, had his head cocked at his lover. His eyes were digging through her cheek as he stared with a demeanor that was perplexing. It was like he was trying to thr
Edwin felt defeated. How his family would take the news remained a mystery to him, but he knew one thing - his family would never forgive him for what he had done. He felt helpless in this situation. “Let us go!” His eyes were flushing with redness as he spoke to Dianna, who was still trying to digest the situation. The man she just spit out like vomit was now dining with the rich. That was a puzzle that she couldn't crack. The fact that she was having issues with her new lover so soon was weighing on her. She knew Edwin would never forgive her if anything happened to his family because of what she had done. But still, her pride was something she was not willing to gamble on. “I am not leaving.” Diana spoke in an arrogant tone that summoned their eyes to her. She was not a pathetic poor soul who could bow to anyone just at a mere order. And if a merger was something that Edwin’s family needed to fix the issue, she could provide it. Her family was rich. Well, that was what her wild
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