Jordan only remembered the first of July as a day of disaster for Victoria and himself. He forgot that to Shaun's wife, Clara, it was a day of death.
It was on this day that Jordan killed Clara by stabbing her several times.
Although Jordan and Shaun were now allies and their relationship was getting better, they had some past grudges to resolve.
However, the murder of a wife was a very serious matter.
If it was Jordan who had his wife murdered by Shaun, Jordan would never become friends with him. He would try his best to kill Shaun as soon as possible to avenge his wife.
Jordan looked at Shaun cautiously.
Shaun suddenly smiled brightly. "Hahaha, Jordan, what are you talking about? Why would I hate you? I won't save that old woman, Clara. Even if I could, I wouldn't want to.
"Why would I save that ugly woman? To stop myself from having a harem? I'm Rong Bailun now. I can have as many women as I want. I can live a carefree life! As for you killing my wife, you don't have to take it to heart. If that b*tch hadn't provoked your wife in the first place, using Victoria's body to sleep with the handsome boy and betray me, she wouldn't have died in your hands.
"She deserved it!"
Jordan carefully observed Shaun's face, wanting to detect if he was telling the truth.
However, Shaun's face was unreadable. Jordan had never succeeded in truly understanding this man.
Now that Shaun had a new face, it was even more unreadable.
On second thought, after Clara died, Shaun immediately found Paris Gildon to be his woman. He did not seem to take his wife seriously.
If it was Jordan, he would never get a new woman so soon after his beloved wife died.
In fact, he might never get another one ever again!
The two of them found a place to rest for a while.
After completely adapting to the air here, the two of them rented a car and arrived at the central business district building where Ubereats was. It was the parking lot of Block B of the Heurich Building.
At this point in time, Victoria was still the CEO of Ubereats.
She was in the capital. Unless something cropped up, she would come to work every day. It was on this day that Clara controlled Victoria in the washroom of the company building.
Meanwhile, Jordan and Shaun sat in a very low-profile Mercedes-Benz E300 car in the parking lot, waiting for Victoria to arrive.
Actually, there was nothing they could do here.
Jordan just wanted to see Victoria alive and kicking with his own eyes.
Their real task had to be carried out at night when Clara controlled Victoria to go to the hotel.
It was now 9 AM.
Shaun sat in the front passenger seat with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Are you sure Victoria isn't here yet? Could she have gone up already?"
Jordan said, "Victoria is upper management, not an employee. There's no need to clock in so early. Besides, her car is not here."
Shaun leaned forward and asked, "Why are you so sure that Victoria will definitely park her car in this area when she comes later? She might park in another spot that we can't see."
Jordan snorted. "I'm a Deity. Of course I can predict that she will come here."
Shaun immediately replied, "Bullsh*t. You must have seen the surveillance footage previously."
Jordan turned his head in exasperation. "Why are you still asking if you know?’"
Just as the two of them were dickering to pass the time, a red Porsche Panamera drove over.
"Victoria is here!"
Jordan and Shaun subconsciously lowered their heads to prevent her from seeing them.
In reality, an aloof female businesswoman like Victoria was very cool. They were currently sitting in an inconspicuous Mercedes-Benz E-Class. But even if they were in a Bentley or Rolls-Royce that cost millions, Victoria would not even spare them a second glance.
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