Hello, I'm Hannah Griffin

The word was floating in Zane's mind, and he was just about to say it when he heard the elevator ding open. A serious-looking Jordan appeared in their train of sight.

“What are you doing here?” Zane asked with a shrug.

Jordan walked past him and stopped before the man who attacked Trevor and his family. He asked instead, “Have you gotten anything out of him?”

“You didn't need to come. I was handling the situation perfectly.” Zane replied instead, a small frown caressing his face.

“Jordan Hale. You're alive, and you still seem to be Adair Huxley's lackey.” The man on the ground spat out, his voice coated with hatred.

His words and tone caught Zane by surprise as it sounded like this person knew Jordan. But how could this person know Jordan without Zane knowing who he was?

So to satisfy his curiosity, Zane turned to Jordan, “He knows you. How does he know you?”

Jordan tilted his head to the side and used his feet to kick the man on the floor a few times and glanced at Zane, “His f
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