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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2354

Hearing that, Jordan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled at me from a distance. "Hendrix really won't stop for a second."

His words were meant for the man to hear, but he was clearly looking at me. It was like he was hinting at something for me.

Meeting his gaze, I calmly put down the knife in my hand, picked up the peeled apple, and took a big bite of it. Then, I leaned back on the sofa as if nothing had happened. I crossed my legs and turned on the TV to watch the news.

Even the man who was used to huge commotions was flustered when he saw my actions.

"Go out and wait," Jordan ordered. He lowered his head and took his time to finish his breakfast.

When he stopped to wipe his lips, he gently urged me to change my clothes as well, "Would you like to come with me to see what trouble Hendrix has caused me this time?"

He knew very well that I would be very delighted to see what mess Hendrix had caused.

I was proud to admit it anyway. I bit off the last bite of the apple, threw the core into the bin, and then quickly went upstairs. After what happened the day before, I've learned to put on a warmer outfit and then went downstairs to get in the car with Jordan.

The police would usually keep an eye on places that were just raided. People like Jordan naturally did not have to come to the scene in person. However, it was inevitable that he would need to explain it to the elders.

Therefore, the man drove the car to the same villa like the one the night before.

It was in the same private room, same table, and the same group of people. Even the atmosphere felt similar. However, people like Grayson, who did not agree to develop the market at Zuckerburg, were even more upset because they were raided by the police. They did not react at all when Jordan greeted them.

Hendrix and Rosalie arrived late. As soon as they sat down, Grayson began to find fault with Jordan.

"I've told you before that we shouldn't touch Zuckerburg. Look, so many of our brothers have died, and we've lost more than 10 million dollars. Who is going to take the responsibility for such a huge loss?"

Kingsley, who seemed to be quite calm the day before, couldn't hold it in any longer. He gripped the armrest of his chair with one hand and pointed to the table with the other hand. "Money and goods are just small issues. The main point is that both Francis and I are now the main targets of the police. There must be something fishy going on behind this!"

"That's right!" Francis' fox-like eyes scanned the people who were sitting around the table. He slammed the table and chimed in, "We've spent decades of effort to keep ourselves hidden, and now all of it has gone to waste. We can't let this matter go so easily. We must find out the truth. Otherwise, no one can leave today!"

After all, he was a senior elder in a respectful position. When he revealed his true emotions, his aura was extraordinary. Even Jordan did not dare to refute him.

As the most rational person in the group, Teddy tried to persuade them gently, "Everyone, let's calm down. Let's not forget that our teamwork would only bring us fortunes. We must all take responsibility for what happened with Francis and Kingsley. The group will definitely give you both a reasonable explanation."

Francis and Kingsley were furious. They probably thought that Teddy was just a jerk who only knew how to flatter others. They all rolled their eyes and did not answer.

On the contrary, Grayson did not intend to put an end to the matter. He used the fact that he was defending justice for Kingsley and Francis and tried to push the blame to Jordan. "In my opinion, someone is trying to make a fuss in the group and think that we, old men, are blocking his way. Hence, he deliberately took this opportunity to kick us out of the group!"

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