My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now!

At this moment, Jordan had just arrived at the office too.

Yesterday, he and Victoria had some drinks at a Japanese restaurant near Golden Pavilion, but nothing happened between them, and they quickly went back to work.

"Good morning, Mr. Steele."

"Good morning, Mr. Steele."

The employees of the company all greeted Jordan respectfully when they saw him.

At this juncture, Jordan received a call from Drew.

Jordan frowned and answered the call.

Drew ordered, "Jordan, come to my grandmother's place immediately. I've found evidence of you selling the watch that you stole from us!"

Jordan said, "I'm too busy for that."

Drew urged impatiently, "Jordan Steele, are you too scared to come? We've invited the person who bought the watch from you to our place. If you have some guts, come here and confront him face to face!" Jordan was a little puzzled because he didn't sell any watches. So, where did Drew get the witness from?

Drew said again, "It won't take you that long. Just a couple of minutes will do. Miss Clarke will be in the office in the morning. She doesn't need your protection during this time slot. So hurry up and come." Jordan initially didn't want to go to the Camdens' place again, but he didn't want them to get the wrong idea and think he had stolen from them.

"Okay then, I'll make a trip there and settle this matter, lest you people keep bothering me."

Jordan hung up and then said to Ashley, "Miss Rose, you can drive, right? Take me to the Camdens' villa."

"Yes!" Ashley Rose immediately put down the documents in her hand, grabbed the car keys, and took the initiative to press the elevator button for Jordan. They then boarded the elevator all the way to the underground parking lot.

As Victoria's personal secretary, Ashley drew a monthly salary of quite a few thousand dollars, including commissions. She owned an Audi A3.

However, this time, Ashley drove the company's car, a Mercedes Benz S600, because she was sending Jordan, the rightful boss of the corporation, to his destination. That was the car that they would usually use when attending formal events or picking up clients.

However, Jordan didn't like that car because he felt it wasn't suitable for his age. So he decided that he would free up some time to purchase a vehicle of his own.

Ashley sat in the driver's seat while Jordan took the backseat. Ashley drove relatively smoothly and quickly. However, throughout the journey, she would occasionally steal a glance at Jordan through the rearview mirror.

'This is so infuriating. Why does Mr. Steele takes the backseat all the time?'

Ashley thought to herself secretly. Recently, she considered leaving her position as Victoria's secretary, in order to become Jordan's personal assistant. In this way, she would have more opportunities to become close to Jordan.

More than thirty minutes later, Jordan arrived at the gate of Old Mrs. Camden's villa.

At this moment, Drew, Elie, Hailey, and others were standing at the entrance and waiting for Jordan.

When they saw the ostentatious car that cost more than $100,000, they were all stunned.

They then saw Ashley getting out from the driver's side before quickly going to the backseat to open the door for Jordan.

They continued to watch as Jordan alighted from the car, clad in a suit.

"Miss Rose, wait for me here," Jordan instructed, as he buttoned his blazer.

"Yes." Ashley bent forward and nodded respectfully.

Jordan then walked towards the door of the villa.

When Drew saw Jordan, he laughed out loud and mocked, "Hahaha, Jordan, you're so good at pretending to be a boss. Fancy you getting Miss Rose to drive you here and open the door for you. How much money did you pay her?"

With folded arms, Elie's figure was accentuated. "Everyone knows that you're Miss Clarke's lackey in the Ace Corporation. So what are you pretending for?"

Jordan had long gotten used to hearing the mockery and snide remarks made by Drew and Elie. However, to his surprise, it was the first time that Hailey hadn't scolded him.

Jordan glanced at Hailey with some surprise, only to realize that she was smiling at him!

"Hehe, Rachel is right. Jordan went to Ace Corporation just to make a name for himself and impress me one day. Today, he's pretending to be successful. That's just like what Rachel guessed!" Hailey naturally also felt that Jordan was pretending, but she gradually understood the reason for his pretense.

She knew that he wanted her to stop looking down on him!

Staring at Jordan, Hailey thought to herself smugly, 'Jordan, I'm going to take you down! Good that we're divorced now. I can marry someone compatible with me and then make you my backup!' A fantastic idea emerged in Hailey's mind.

The majority of beautiful women these days would have more than one backup boyfriend.

Hailey didn't do that in the past, but she had been influenced by the women around her who did that constantly.

Jordan didn't know what Hailey was thinking, but he didn't look at her and instead turned to Drew.

"Cut the crap, where's the witness you mentioned?"

Drew said smugly, "He's inside, come with me."

Jordan followed Drew into the villa.

In the past three years, Jordan had come to this villa more frequently than Drew and the three of them, so he was very familiar with it. However, as soon as he entered, Jordan was astonished.

There were close to ten scruffily dressed men whose bodies were covered in tattoos and scars, and eyes were filled with murderous gazes! They were obviously gangsters.

'Strange, how did they get in?'

Jordan walked in curiously, and all of a sudden, an indecent-looking man who had dreadlocks, walked towards him.

"Jordan, my friend, we meet again," the man said.

Jordan glanced at him and asked, "When did we ever meet?"

The man said, "You forgot, two days ago you asked to sell your watch to me, and I bought it from you for $800,000. I'm Salvatore!"

Drew humphed coldly and gibed, "Salvatore calls the shots in Orlando! Even a high school student knows him. How can you not know who he is? I bet you're just too scared to admit that you sold your watch to Salvatore. That's why you're pretending not to know him!"

Hearing Drew's exaggerated compliments, Salvatore raised his head smugly.

Jordan could not help but feel amused. "Salvatore calls the shots in Florida? Hah, is Carmelo Anthony your idol?"

Jordan had heard such a common saying before.

"Yes... so what!?!" Salvatore didn't expect Jordan to spell out who his idol was.

Jordan smiled and said, "Oh, it's nothing much. I just suddenly remembered playing basketball with Lebron

and Carmelo in the past."

About a decade ago, Jordan's family often arranged for him to train with some professional players to help him build a physique like athletes.

However, Salvatore refused to believe him. "You're really good at boasting, huh!?! Aren't you a hillbilly from the countryside?" "That's enough! Stop arguing!"

At this juncture, Old Mrs. Camden suddenly came out from her room with her poodle in her arms.

'Jordan Steele, today I have to punish you according to the family rules!' Old Mrs. Camden thought to herself relentlessly.