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What happened if not this brat causing trouble?
Gilbert Jordan was completely confused and asked anxiously, âAre you sure you didnât cause any trouble for me outside?â
âDad, Iâm your son, donât you believe me? I swear to you that I didnât cause any trouble outside.â North Jordan thought for a moment and suddenly said, âCould it be Jasmine?â
âJasmine? No way.â Gilbert Jordan immediately denied without thinking, âShe has been staying at home obediently these days and couldnât cause any trouble. Donât try to blame everything on your cousin.â
âDidnât she go out yesterday? I saw it, and we even noticed that her expression was a bit off when she came back. Seriously, Dad, could it be that Jasmine has caused some trouble?â North Jordan paused and said, âBut wait, if she got into trouble, she would definitely ask you and Aunt to cover for her. Has she asked you to do anything recently?â
Gilbert Jordanâs brows furrowed, deep enough to catch a fly.
If he had to mention anything Jasmine asked him for help recently, there seemed to be only one matterâ¦
However, Enna Clark was just a illegitimate daughter with no power or background. Even if she was kidnapped, it shouldnât have anything to do with the helicopter just now.
Upon hearing the silence on the phone for a few seconds, North Jordan felt anxious and demanded, âDad, did she really ask you to do something bad?â
âI donât know why you keep indulging her. Look at her now, hanging around with those young models all day. And she brazenly introduces them everywhere she goes. Several of my brothers have been âintroducedâ by her.
Does she look like a young lady? People who donât know might think sheâs a pimp!â
âThis time, too, she stirred up so much trouble. If she hadnât gone after Enna Clark, who would have fought back in desperation? But you and Aunt not only let her off the hook but also protected her. Dad, youâre even more unbelievable. At least Aunt didnât get her out of the police station. On the other hand, you secretly took her out, hid her in our house, and Aunt still doesnât know. Now, if she causes trouble again, what are you going to say to Aunt?â
Gilbert Jordan, hearing the anxious tone in his sonâs voice, spoke in a dark tone, impatiently interrupting him, âEnough, Jasmine is your cousin, and youâre her brother. Do you really want to talk about your cousin like this?â
âButâ¦â
Gilbert Jordan cut him off, âYour cousin didnât ask me for any favors, so stop imagining things. ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
North Jordan didnât believe him. Given Jasmineâs character, after suffering such a huge âinjustice,â she wouldnât let it slide so easily. If Aunt wouldnât help her, sheâd definitely cry to his dad. Just thinking about Jasmine made North Jordan annoyed, and what annoyed him even more was that his father always sided with Jasmine. He couldnât help but say, âDad, donât blindly help her anymore. Sheâs not a child. Iâm afraid if you keep helping her like this, sheâll drag you down.â
âAlright, I just wanted to ask you a simple question, but youâre making a mountain out of a molehill. Goodbye.â Gilbert Jordan couldnât stand it anymore and forcefully hung up the phone.
He tossed his phone onto the desk, leaned back, and picked up the companyâs internal phone to call the Security Department for an update.
Suddenly.
âBam!â The office door was violently kicked open from the outside!
A tall and burly man entered the room, surrounded by bodyguards like a starâ He was stunned, âYoung Master Lawrence?â