Chapter 482 - I’m the Boss!
The Abandoned Husband Dominates
England was Jordanâs territory. Jordanâs grandfather and parents lived here, and his familyâs main assets and power were also here. As such, Jordan should be able to get whatever he wanted here!
However, now that he had come to his own bar in England, Jordan was being treated as a liar and forced to apologize!
At this moment, Lauren suddenly stood up with a stern expression. She took off the expensive watch on her wrist and placed it on the bar counter.
âIâm sorry. I said that I would treat you guys to drinks today, but I didnât manage to do it. I donât have much cash with me. Take this watch as compensation for those four bottles of wine. Iâve disappointed you girls. I was too boastful. You can mock me as much as you want. I apologize to you.
âBut I will never make my husband apologize to you! Hubby, letâs go!â
Lauren grabbed Jordanâs hand and prepared to leave with him.
Although Lauren usually looked gentle and weak, when it came to certain matters, she still had a certain spirit and dignity.
She knew that Jordan was proud. He would never apologize to anyone.
Jordan was incredibly touched.
He recalled how when he was with Hailey, he had encountered Hailey and Tyler checking into a hotel. He had accidentally dropped Tylerâs takeout.
Even under those circumstances, Hailey had wanted Jordan to apologize to Tyler!
Caught in this situation, Lauren looked like she was about to cut ties with the three of them. Even if she ended up offending her good friends from university, she wouldnât want her husband to lower his head!
However, Jordan did not leave.
He held onto Lauren and said, âHoney, this is your bar. No one can mock you. If anyone is to leave, it should be them!â
Fanny said angrily, âYouâre still pretending at this stage!â
At this moment, a fat, middle-aged man walked in. When he saw Jordan and Lauren, he took out his phone and compared them to a photo. He immediately bowed respectfully.
âMr. and Mrs. Steele, welcome to the bar! Iâm Bob, the person-in-charge of Churchill Bar.â
Jordan looked at him. âYou are the person-in-charge here?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
No wonder Fannyâs husband didnât know him. He wasnât the person-in-charge at all. He was a fraud!
Fanny asked Bob, âWhat nonsense are you talking about?! This bar belongs to my husband! Who the hell are you?â
Bob glanced at Michael and asked, âOh? Sir, are you sure this bar is yours? I took over this bar five years ago. Two years ago, I sold it to the Greene King Bar Group, which belongs to Mr. and Mrs. Steele. There are still past photos of me and my friends hanging on the wall. I can also take out a contract to prove my claim. What evidence do you have to say that this is your bar?â
Michael was at a loss for words.
Fanny was anxious and kept urging him. âHubby, say something. Didnât you buy this bar?â
Michael said, âHoney, Iâm sorry. You asked me to buy this bar at the last minute yesterday. I asked my assistant, and the bar here is owned by a large corporation. Itâs not for sale. I thought that you were just treating your friends to a drink here, so I bribed the waiter here.â
The truth was finally revealed. It turned out that after Fanny learned that Lauren would be coming to England, she had specially asked her husband to buy this bar!
And Fanny had pretended not to know anything earlier!
Beatrice chided her. âFanny, you went a little overboard. This bar is Laurenâs, but you didnât believe her. You secretly tried to buy this bar while putting up an innocent act. We were once schoolmates but your actions are very disrespectful to Lauren!â
At the drop of a hat, Zara likewise stopped being on Fannyâs side. âI knew it. When has Lauren ever bragged? If she says that the bars in the entire England are hers, then it must be true.â
Fanny looked embarrassed. How could she expect her silly husband to expose everything in front of her friends? She tried to defend her actions. âLauren, weâve been good friends for so many years. Why would I try to humiliate you? I was worried that you would be cheated! Thatâs why I asked my husband to buy the bar so that you can see your husbandâs true colors!â
Jordan scoffed and looked at her. âDo you see my true colors now?â.
Fanny retorted, âDonât be so smug. This bar might be yours, but there are so many bars in the whole of England. There are countless in London alone. Itâs impossible that every single bar belongs to your family!â
Jordan said with a smile, âI like to help narrow-minded people expand their horizons. Iâll prove this point tonight. However, Iâm very angry that your idiotic actions made my wife cry.
âSo, if I prove that Iâm not bragging, I want you to apologize to my wife. Also, I want you to slap yourself!â
When Jordan first saw Fanny, he found her face quite beautiful. But now, whenever he looked at that face, he just wanted to give it one tight slap!
Fanny was also angered. âAlright! If you can prove yourself, I will slap myself and call you Daddy!â
Jordan smiled. âItâs a deal then. I hope you wonât try to wriggle your way out of it later.â
Jordan immediately called Dragon.
âDragon, Iâll give you two hours. In two hours, I want the letters âLHâ and my wifeâs photo on every bar sign in the city of London.â
âIt wonât take two hours. Itâll be done in an hour.â
Jordan never had to worry about Dragonâs efficacy.
âEveryone, do you mind waiting an hour?â Jordan asked.
Beatrice replied, âNot at all. We havenât finished our drinks.â
âThatâs right. The four bottles of wine that Fanny had us open are a treat from Lauren, right? Thank you, Lauren!â added Zara.
Beatrice also looked at Bob and thanked him. âMr. Bob, thank you too. We are drinking the most expensive wine in your bar, haha.â
Bob had no idea how these people were connected to Jordan. He looked at Jordan and Lauren. âBoss, they areâ¦â
Lauren said, âOh, theyâre my university schoolmates. I came here to entertain them.â
Bob said, âThese four bottles are the most expensive wines in the wine fridge out here, but theyâre not the most expensive drink in the entire bar. We also have a bottle of Louis XIII Rare Cask in our special storage. Iâll go and get it for you now.â
Lauren felt a little embarrassed. âAre you sure?â
Bob smiled. âMrs. Steele, all the alcohol here belongs to you. Of course you can drink whatever you want!â