A whileter, Darson, the man who had altuost strangled Chloe to death that night at the private club,


    walked into Jordan’s office with a nk face.


    Jordan leaned back in his chair, looking at Dorson. Derson, how long have you been working for me?”


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    “Four years now, Mister Pavian”


    So, it’s been four years,” Jordan mumbled to himself. “Well, I’m in trouble right now, and so is the


    company. I’m going to need your help.”


    “I’ll do anything for you, Mister Pavian.”


    “Make sure Telford Gills is dead. He’s probably still in detention right


    to take him nut, Jordan said coldly.


    “Got it. I’ll go tonight”


    “okay. Thanks, Dorson.”


    “Anything else, Mister Pavian?”


    and not yet in jail. It shouldn’t be too hard for you


    “Not at the moment. You’ll get a million dors and a month off work once this is done.”


    “Thank you, Mister Pavian.”


    Dorson bowed in appreciation, turning to leave.


    Jordan let out a long breath, but his brows remained furrowed.


    He needed to take care of Telford first, then Sherry.


    If Telford’s assassination failed, there would be no point in killing Sherry anyway. With Telford around, it


    was not worth the trouble to kill Sherry. After all, murder was a heavy crime to bear.


    Dorson left Jordan’s office. He took the elevator to the top floor, where Kim’s office was. He said to


    Kim’s secretary, “I need to


    see Miss Jenkins.”


    The secretary nced at Dorson. She pushed a button on the inte. “Miss Jenkins, Dorson is here


    to see you.”


    “Let him in.”


    The secretary got up and opened the door, and Dorson walked in slowly.


    Kim leaned back in her chair, looking at him. “What’s up?”


    “Mister Paviani told me to kill Telford Gills”


    “Ha!” Kim barked out augh and lit a cigarette. “We’re legal businessmen What the hell is he


    thinking?”


    “What should I do, then?”


    Kim nced at him. “How long have you been worlding for Jordan?”


    “Four years.”


    “It’s only been four years, and the guy already thinks you belong to him?”


    Dorson said nothing.


    Kim chuckled. “I guess I could say you’ve done a pretty good job at gaining his trust.”


    “What should I do about this?”


    Kim closed her eyes. “Jordan wants to go about this the hard way, and that might be a risk for the


    company. Take care of him. by tonight. Make it look like an ident.”


    “Got it, Miss Jenkins.”


    Kim sneered coldly. “What an idiot. Did he think my people from Galloria would actually be loyal to


    him?”


    That evening, over at the hospital, Sherry was happily discharged.


    She called for a cab to take her home,ughing out loud at her bank bnce.


    That money was enough for her to get her own ce, and she would never have to rent anymore.


    She had also gained tens of millions of followers through this, securing a spot among the interrt’s elite.


    It was the start of her bright future.


    Just then, there was a knock at the door.


    “Who’s there?” Sherry asked, growing cautious.


    “Mister Pavian sent me to pay you the rest of the fee.”


    Sherry got up at once, hurrying to open the door.