I leaned back against the couch. I did not even feel like opening my eyes right now. I just reached out and caught the phone with my sixth sense. As soon as I did, I felt the phone vibrate.
I peeked at my notifications. Jordan had already responded.
"I don't care about these boring things."
The messages that Mullen had sent were, "I got discharged. I'm home now."
One would never respond if they were not interested. Jordan might seem annoyed, but that was not the case here. Not at all.
I replied calmly, "Really? I thought you'd want to know what I'm doing."
After waiting for two minutes, there was no response from the other side. He was probably ticked off that I had exposed his true intentions again.
This was just how I wanted it.
It was not fair that I had to suffer from being separated from my family while he was having the time of his life. What goes around will always come back around.
Now, I needed to calm down. I was planning to ask Tobias for help in finding out how Hendrix was doing. Although he might turn me down out of fear of angering Jordan, money was always a great motivator. I strongly believed that if I could offer him a high enough price, there was nothing he would not do.
Sadly, when I called him, there was no answer.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to send him a message. "Five percent of the Roberts Group shares. That is the highest offer I can give you."
Sure enough, he immediately video-called me.
The screen showed Tobias' shameless face after having read the message. "Look at me. I've been so busy lately that I completely missed your call. What's going on? It seems like you've got a big deal to settle."
He already knew, but he was asking anyway.
Although we used to be close, we were not that close. Since I needed a favor from him, I had no right to criticize his fake attitude.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: My Pretty Sweetheart