In the afternoon, Penny and Frida walked out of the Cross Group headquarters because Penny had just received a call from Nathan. He said that he would be there to pick her up from work so they could go have lunch together.
They had just reached the entrance when a black Maybach and two black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of them.
Penny was a little surprised. When did Nathan get a new car?
That was when a burly man wearing a black leather jacket got out of one car with eight of his subordinates close by.
He was Lupin, one of the best fighters working for Gary Jordan.
Penny was stunned when she saw Lupin and his men. She had only just realized she had made a mistake, and that wasn't Nathan's car.
Frida had her guard up when she sensed these men had ill intentions.
Lupin and his eight subordinates walked up to Penny.
His lips curved up before he gestured for her to get into his car. "Hello, Ms. Smith. I am Lupin, the subordinate of the seventh son of the Jordan family. My master would like to invite you to a party. Please get in the car."
Penny frowned. "Sorry, but I don't know who your master is and I am definitely not interested in attending his party. Please leave."
Lupin replied, "You may not know about my master, Ms. Smith, but I'm sure you've heard of the Jordans of Brimmopolis."
The Jordan family from Brimmopolis!
Penny and Frida couldn't help but show their astonishment on their faces.
The Jordans of Brimmopolis were more powerful than most of the elites. That was especially true before the head of the family, Old Master Jordan, retired about a decade earlier. He showed up on the news all the time.
Old Master Jordan had since retired, but his disciples had spread all over the country. The Jordans remained powerful even to that day because the Jordan family's disciples were many and were everywhere.
Lupin was secretly happy to see the surprise in Penny's and Frida's eyes.
He gestured once more. "Ms. Smith, my master is waiting. Please, get in the car."
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