The Abandoned Husband Dominates

“Damn it!”

Jordan realized it was a trap laid by the Camdens to lure him over.

Ryan walked straight towards Jordan and hollered at him.

“Take off the clothes and hat that you’re wearing!”

With a look of bewilderment, Jordan asked, “What do you mean?”

At this moment, Drew, who was grinning, walked over.

“What do you mean? Do you know who he is? He is your boss! He’s Ryan Dunn, the general agent of Ubereats in Orlando!”

Ryan humphed coldly. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll get the manager, Claire, to call you.”

Soon, Claire called Jordan.

“Jordan, what did you do to provoke Mr. Dunn? He has already fired you!”

Jordan sneered, as he didn’t expect his career as a takeout deliverer to end like that.

To be honest, he enjoyed delivering takeout as it allowed him to meet people from all walks of life and train one’s temper and character.

He wanted to end his career as a takeout deliverer perfectly, but that bastard Ryan ruined his plan!

Ryan started hollering at Jordan, “Hurry up and remove your clothes! I have already fired you!”

His clothes, hat, and motorbike all belonged to Ubereats. Since Jordan had been fired, he was no longer qualified to use them.

“Sure.”

With a grim expression, he removed the yellow takeout deliverer’s uniform in front of everyone.

he’s just like a dog!”

very arrogant just now? You even had the

was Ryan’s employee now and had no choice

off his uniform and tossed it

Dunn, I heard that your proxy

as he asked, “What

don’t have to go to the capital to discuss

had rejected his attempt to get acquainted

Jordan, Ryan would vanish

still hoped to earn more money as the general agent, so he got

the proxy agent just because you said so? Do you know how

about takeout delivery, but I forked over the cash to save him! This time,

much money you fork out, you can’t become the general agent anymore. You can try if you don’t

Ryan said, “You…”

Old Mrs.

good-for-nothing, don’t

then you beat up my grandson. Today, I’m going to punish you by

dare come

Jordan humphed. “Why not!?!”

the

were many other guests who were there to

knew those guests were all

mafia bosses, businessmen, and artists whose strength

feel the slightest

so in the tiny

advantages or power will

the lobby

the entire hotel for Old Mrs. Camden’s birthday banquet, and hence, there were no outsiders in the lobby except

entered, even

of the living room. Despite