My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now! novel Chapter 236

Nate looked at the seemingly gentle but ferocious gaze in Jordan's eyes and said fearfully, "No... No... We just watched a movie together, and we're good friends. I really don't harbor any other thoughts about her!"

Jordan obviously wouldn't believe him even though he was pretending to be a nice guy now.

Since Nate was really short, Jordan put his arm around him and continued to walk towards the strength training equipment.

"Oh, you just watched a movie with her, huh? What movie was it?"

Nate didn't know what Jordan intended to do, so he simply walked alongside him and answered, "God... Godzilla."

Jordan continued to ask, "How long was the movie?"

Nate replied nervously, "Two... two hours."

The two gradually reached the strength training equipment area and stopped.

Subsequently, Jordan grabbed a 10 kg dumbbell from the weights rack in the equipment area and handed it to Nate. "Lift this up for two hours."

"What? Two hours?" Nate was confused.

Jordan said seriously, "If you stop, I'll send you to accompany your best friend."

Jordan knew that Nate had hypocritically cheated Emily out of her feelings to make her hold his hand.

In that case, Jordan would take revenge on his hand and not touch the other parts of his body.

"Sir..."

"There's no point in calling me that. Hurry up and lift it, or else, I'll throw you out!"

"Okay, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Nate slowly lifted the dumbbell up before putting it down slowly again.

"Faster!"

Jordan began training him as a personal trainer.

Nate started to speed up, but he soon got so tired that he couldn't lift his arms anymore.

However, he didn't dare to put down the dumbbell for fear that once he did, Jordan would throw him over to where Kane was and let him drown in spit.

However, Nate couldn't sustain any longer after ten minutes and dropped the dumbbell on the ground.

Without another word, Jordan immediately proceeded to grab him in a bid to bring him over to the other side.

Nate burst into tears immediately. "Jordan! Please don't do that, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have provoked Emily. It's all because of that bastard Kane Gayle. He couldn't win her heart, so he made me do it. I'm innocent!"

Jordan humphed coldly and berated, "Now you're blaming your brother? Why did you get Cayden Huxley to court her when you failed to do so yourself?! You're a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

The more Jordan thought about it, the angrier he got, and he kicked Nate hard.

Nate almost couldn't catch his breath and kept coughing incessantly.

"I... I'm sorry."

Soon, those hundred people stopped spitting, and Pablo walked over to report to Jordan.

"Do you want me to pull that punk over?" Pablo asked.

Jordan looked at Kane from afar, his face and body covered in saliva. He looked extremely disgusting.

"Take him inside for a shower, then drag him out," Jordan instructed.

"Yes!"

Pablo's subordinates took Kane for a shower, and when he came out all fresh and clean, he knelt down in front of Jordan with Nate.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jordan, we won't dare to do it again. Please spare us."

"I was wrong, Mr. Jordan. You are generous and magnanimous. Please don't stoop to our level."

The two incredibly wealthy scions of New York City were already petrified after being tormented by Jordan.