47. Fierce combat

"That fool is after me!" John yelled and slammed his hand on the desk as though it was a cushion.

"And that bothers you?" another man, seated across the desk in the dimly lit room asked.

He had a cigarette in his right hand, and a mug full of alcohol on the table in front of him. He had no shirt on, as he enjoyed being massaged by the hired stripper running her hand all over his chest.

"Does it bother me?" Jordan exclaimed in shock,

"Of course, it bothers me, you moron! do you know who the Slytherins are?"

"The Slytherins?" The man laughed, sucking from the cigarette and exhaling through his nostril.

"The Slytherin's couldn't find their CEO for over two months now and you think they'll find you? ha! Even if try to do, Aiden Slytherin is on your side...

"Aiden Slytherin my foot!" Jordan cut him off, kicking the chair that stood next to him,

"Aiden Slytherin is nothing compared to their new CEO, that man is all-powerful! Aiden himself need my help to take him down but t
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