The Abandoned Husband Dominates

Inside the private room, Colton and the others were snickering with the mentality of watching the fun. With one leg crossed over the other, Chelsea stared at Jordan in displeasure, every part the domineering female president.

“Jordan, I heard Maggie telling Colton and the others yesterday that Maggie is an artiste signed to your company, and that I’m your subordinate who’s under your control. Is that true?”

A smile appeared on Colton’s face and he hurriedly interjected, “We can all confirm that Jordan did say that to us yesterday.”

“Yes, you were arrogant about it too.” Another male classmate added fuel to the fire.

Colton and the others were glad to see Jordan making a fool out of himself. If the few of them weren’t around today, Jordan would probably still deny it. However, the people who attended the gathering yesterday were all present and no matter how cunning Jordan was, they couldn’t resist it!

“Hmph, Jordan Steele, you liar. Let’s see how you can deny again today!”

Colton was secretly pleased, thinking to himself that it must be over for Jordan today!

Jordan kept his back straight while standing and looking at Chelsea with a calm smile on his face. He said softly, “By the way, I did say those words before.”

Bam!

Chelsea suddenly slammed her right hand onto the table, causing the cutlery on the table to fall out of the bowl and drop onto the ground.

our first time meeting today. Who are you to say that I’m your subordinate? How dare you use me to pretend and con so many

seems that I have to call the police and arrest you,

that, Chelsea was about to

pulled Chelsea and said, “Ms. Adams, don’t. Jordan knows Director Smith. If

Director Smith, why would he have to use

famous than Chelsea and he also had a higher status than her. Hence, Chelsea was sure

stood forth at this moment to plead for

Adams, don’t call the police yet. Jordan is the husband of one of our former high school classmates. It’d be

surprised that Colton would plead

were probably not that

was wearing shades and had his hair tied into little braids. He was dressed in a handsome suit and

twenties. He was at most in his thirties but if one were to look carefully, he would see the wrinkles on his face. It was obviously the figure of a man in his

promiscuous man was

“Dad.”

took a look, she knew that it was her father who

are you here?” Chelsea asked

with a smile and ignored her.

“Mr. Steele! I’m very