My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2349

Jordan was not angry and did not raise his voice either. He was calm, but there seemed to be a chilling rage coming from him. It was like everyone could feel the aura that he released at that moment.

As soon as Jordan said those words, those who pushed him to hand over his power stopped talking.

No one dared to say a word.

At this moment, a sharp female voice sounded, "Francis and Grayson were telling the truth. It doesn't matter if you want to spend your time in your comfortable bed till the day you die. But don't delay the progress of the group."

Only then did I notice that there was another woman at this table full of men. She had modellike facial features and was more imposing than Emily. She looked cold on the outside, and her lipstick color was very dark. One phrase came to mind, femme fatale.

She glanced at me after realizing that I was looking at her, then looked away in less than a second.

Unexpectedly, Jordan was very pleased with her words. He smiled mockingly and said, "Okay, I accept all of your opinions. I will spend more time on the company's affairs from now onwards."

Everyone was dubious and had different perspectives after hearing his words. They did not answer, and there was dead silence at the table.

Seeing that no one responded, Jordan leaned back against his chair. He naturally crossed his hands in front of his chest and said casually, "Tell me what all of you think about getting into the Zuckerburg market."

After hearing this, Kingsley, who was next to Jordan, said, "Well, allow me a few words. I think that there are too many risks in Zuckerburg. There are too many uncertainties, and the police are more strict compared to any other place in the world. The slightest carelessness would wipe all of us out. I don't think we should risk it."

Grayson also agreed, "When we first joined the group, the condition was that we don't touch this land in our country and just earn from the foreign markets as we continue living our lives. Let's not go too far, or we might end up not even having a safe place to hide."

Francis was also at an old age. Of course, he was on their side. He nodded repeatedly and said, "That's true. Look at those who work in the underground society. How many of them can go to public places like us? We shouldn't be too greedy."

Jordan nodded and then turned to look at the beautiful lady. "Do you think this way as well?"

The woman didn't even look up and just said flatly, "I'll pass on this."

"In that case, I now announce that Rosalie will be in full charge of the local market and will handle the necessary handover with my assistant later. Any questions?" Jordan ignored Hendrix and made the decision himself.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

After hearing these words, the old men became upset. It was as if they were sitting on needles.

"Whatever." Rosalie just said a word, got up and left.

Hendrix followed closely behind and went out as well.

In the room, only a young man who had no power and a group of old men looked at each other in dismay. They dared not say anything about Jordan's decision.

However, the young man was more

sensible. Knowing who had the

utmost power in the room, he

immediately changed his expression and came forward to please Jordan, "Mr. Jordan, it'll be too hard Rosalie to manage such a big market alone. How about Thelp her?"

Jordan looked down at him, then nodded and said lightly, "Okay."

"Ah! Great! I promise I will do a good job!" The man smiled happily and handed me his name card, "Mrs.

Jordan, you are the only woman

at

Mr. Jordan had brought to this high- level meetings. If you have any problems in the future, you can look for me at any time. My name is Teddy!"

"Do you want to die?" Jordan directly gave Teddy a deadly stare.

"Mr. Jordan, you're so protective." Teddy smiled and quickly took back his name card. Then, he clasped his hands together and apologized repeatedly, "I didn't mean anything, so sorry, my sincere apologies, Mr. Jordan. I'm sure both of you are kind people. Please forgive me.

"Get lost," Jordan scolded. Teddy hurriedly packed up and left, not daring to say a word.

Seeing that he had gone far away, Jordan tilted his head and asked, "Are you okay?"

I shrugged to show that it was not a big deal. Then, I couldn't help but say, "He does look like a Teddy bear."

It was supposed to be a joke to ease the atmosphere, but my words seemed to trigger the old men. As soon as I finished speaking, they left one after another.