The Abandoned Husband Dominates

Mr. Lee did not know that Jordan had already knocked down two of his personal trainers.

Jordan’s heroic stance was like that of a movie star as he subdued his taller and stronger opponents in just a few moves. The female customers had long been attracted to him.

The wealthy ladies were, of course, worried about their safety too, but they stopped being worried after Mr. Lee arrived.

The character and interests of the wealthy women who chose to work out here could be guessed easily.

There were many high-end gyms in New York City. Of all, why did they choose this one?

It was obviously because the personal trainers here were really dashing.

Since they were boy-crazy and adored handsome men, they obviously wanted to know Jordan through Mr. Lee after seeing how dashing and ferocious he was. Moreover, he seemed to be from a prominent family.

Mr. Lee chuckled and said, “Since you don’t want to leave, for now, you may stay and continue working out. I guarantee you won’t get hurt.”

As of this moment, Pablo’s initial batch of underlings had already scurried in and arrived in front of Jordan. They exclaimed loudly in unison, “Mr. Steele!”

“Wow, this handsome man is so domineering.”

“Haha, this gentleman is interesting. I’ve seen many other wealthy scions who have underlings but rarely are there this many foreigners among the underlings.

The wealthy women were sipping on their drinks and enjoying the show.

“Okay.”

Jordan nodded at them.

When he turned around, he discovered that this group of women was gawking at him from afar. A girl who was drenched in sweat and had her hair tied up into a bun waved at Jordan and greeted, “Hello.”

Jordan knew that this was a gym, which was considered a public place of a private nature. He was well-mannered, so he definitely considered the interests of others before doing anything.

Hence, Jordan took a few steps towards them and said, “Ladies, what is going to happen next may cause you discomfort. Why don’t you guys go home or go take a shower instead? You guys seem to be quite tired from training. You’re all drenched in sweat.”

The young woman with a ponytail, whose figure was slightly inferior to Elle, laughed and said, “Handsome, you’re really funny. This is the first time we’re meeting, and you want me to go take a shower. Haha, I think I look the most beautiful when I am sweating, don’t you think so?”

a ponytail actually verbally flirted

was ogling at Jordan like he was her prey. “Hunk, let

be my personal trainer,” said another lady who maintained her youthful appearance and didn’t look her

‘I finally know why Kane and Nate come here to work out all

since they’re not scared, we’ll

Jordan walked over again.

away, Kane began to retreat incessantly, “Jordan Steele,

said, “You don’t need to be nervous. Not

not start until everyone

twenty minutes had

our underlings arrived

Nate in

They said they were nearby a while ago. They should be able to reach in ten minutes. I’ll make a call and ask

“You don’t have to!”

already been dealt

Kane and Nate didn’t dare to believe that it was

make it to the entrance

people arrived aggressively. There were about seventy-odd of

with

who stood in front of Jordan greeted in unison, “Mr.

looked at them and counted the number of people, only to find that there were more than a hundred people. They were all of

everyone is

walked

pool and table tennis table, where there was no longer any space to

Kane swallowed saliva

called at least 200 people! All

who entered said with a smile, “I can knock down the bunch of losers you called with one punch each. Each of us here can

more than a hundred underlings, Jordan continued to walk towards

said nervously, “Jordan Steele, don’t try anything funny. There are lots of customers here. If you hit me, you’ll go

I wanted to hit you, I would have done so just now. Rest assured, I won’t hit you

on my face just now? I’m a fair person. Since you spit on me, each one of us will spit on

he said to the underlings, “Get

on this guy’s face. Remember, you must spit on

“Yes!”