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.

dog!” Drew laughed and

arrogant just now? You even had the guts to hit

had no

off his uniform and tossed it onto the

that your proxy for Ubereats

stunned for a moment as he asked, “What

the capital to discuss the contract renewal anymore. You will

owner of Ubereats was. Jordan’s grandfather had rejected his attempt to get acquainted with the Steeles a few

single call from Jordan,

still hoped to earn more money as the

do you think you are!?! Am I going to stop being the proxy agent just because you said so? Do you know how close I am to the boss

over the cash to save him! This time, I’m going

money you fork out, you can’t become the general

Ryan said, “You…”

Old Mrs.

you good-for-nothing,

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

dare

Jordan humphed. “Why not!?!”

at the

Camdens, there were many other guests who were there to attend

guests were all distinguished figures

and artists whose strength was unimaginable to ordinary

not feel the slightest fear in the face of these

in

advantages or power

the lobby of the hotel

had booked the entire hotel for Old Mrs. Camden’s birthday banquet, and hence, there were no outsiders

Jordan entered, even the servers

sitting in a chair in the middle of the