Part 19

"Geoffrey, you finally freed me too," Joordan said upon seeing Geoffrey Miller with Tom Harris.

The two men sat with their arms folded across their chests. Meanwhile, Jordan walked while being escorted by officers. At that moment the blonde man looked uncomfortable and tried to throw their hands away.

But Geoffrey glared at him and asked him not to act up again. "Jordan, behave yourself this time! You know how much I spent to get the building manager to finally drop the charges against you!"

Jordan let out a long breath. Although he did not ask Geoffrey to do it, it was better than having to stay in prison for a long time.

"Yes, alright, I understand!"

This time Geoffrey Miller directly took the man to his house and brought him together with Vivian. The girl did not stop to sulk and wish for Jordan's freedom.

"Jordan! You're finally out. You're okay. Aren't you? How are you doing now? I was so worried about you." Vivian came closer to Jordan and almost hugged him. But seeing her boyfriend's shabby and dirty appearance made her cancel to touch him.

"Mmm looks like you take a shower and change your clothes first. I'll wait for you in the dining room," Vivian said.

"Hmm, well you better prepare a meal for me. Prison food is so boring!" complained Jordan.

Vivian nodded and went to the dining table and thought, 'Huh, she can be disgusting too. It's a good thing I was able to refrain from touching him earlier. Although I love her, but when she's so dirty, I certainly don't want to be close to her.'

Meanwhile at Cassandra's residence...

Charles suddenly came up to her and covered both her eyes with his hands.

"Charles, what are you going to do?" asked Cassandra.

"Hmm, you know it's me?"

Cassandra nodded. "Of course I know that it's you. What do you want exactly?"

Charles immediately sat down next to Cassandra who was now reading a book. Charles then showed Cassandra his tablet.

"Look at this!"

Cassandra put the book on her lap and looked at what her husband was doing. "Charles you can't be kidding. How can someone like me model for Bastian Wade's collection. You don't have to joke with me."

Bastian Wade was a famous fashion designer whose collections were in high demand by celebrities and the upper class. What Bastian Wade designs is not just fashion to support appearance, but also prestige, because all his collections have a limited number.

He never makes more than ten garments in one model, and for special editions he only makes one model. With such a small production run, the price is so high that not everyone can own one.

Now her husband says that she will be modeling for Bastian Wade. Isn't this a joke that doesn't deserve to be talked about.

"I'm not joking, even he himself will come here to ask for you," Charles said calmly.

Cassandra just shook her head. "Forget it!"

Until finally Liam suddenly came towards the two of them and showed a serious face. "Young Master, I just heard the news that Jordan Wright has been released, Geofrey Miller has paid compensation for what he did during the gathering two days ago."

Charles immediately squinted at Liam. "You're not joking, are you?"

Liam shook his head. "The news has already appeared, Young Master. Even Geoffrey Miller and the building manager have held a press conference, and it seems like the news is trending."

Liam then showed his cell phone to Charles and allowed his boss to read it. As he watched the broadcast of the press conference, Charles furrowed his brows.

"How can a press conference like this become a trending topic? What exactly are they planning? I'm not sure if an event like this can make headlines. There must be something behind it," Charles muttered then he turned to his assistant. "Liam, will you investigate who owns the building and what they are planning?"

"Yes, Young Master." Liam left swiftly.

Meanwhile, Cassandra turned to her husband. "The building is owned by Henry's brothers. They are very fond of money. If you notice, there was no damage to the property at all yesterday, it seems Geoffrey was tricked by them."

"You know this?" asked Charles.

"I dealt with him once. He's quite cunning. When I held a charity bazaar there. The owner of the building sabotaged the event and made us pay some money for compensation."

Charles listened to this thoughtfully and then raised an eyebrow at Cassandra. "Is it possible that the accusations made to frame Jordan were their way of getting money?"

Cassandra shrugged, "It could be. But I don't know why my father had to hold a press conference with them. I know they're working together, but for what?"

Charles glanced at his cell phone and answered the call from Liam. "Oh, is it really like that? Alright I understand now. You just wait for my instructions."

"Charles, has Liam found out the reason?"

Charles smiled and nodded. "Of course. He's highly trained, and you should know one thing. This press conference has been organized by Henry's brother to pressure the Miller family. It's true what you said, that they like to sabotage things to their advantage, and they do expect your father to pay substantial damages for what Jordan did."

Charles paused for a moment and turned to his wife. "But it seems your father couldn't fulfill their request so they humiliated your father by paying buzzers to access the video of the press conference."

Cassandra covered her mouth and laughed, "Very sneaky, but this has nothing to do with me."

Charles flashed a faint smile, "Yes it does, and you know what I'm thinking right now?"

Cassandra shook her head.

"Your dad's enemy is my friend."

"Oh, I don't understand."

"You don't need to understand. Just wait!"

Meanwhile at the Miller family residence ....

After lunch, Geoffrey gathered his family members including Jordan to enter the den.

"I gathered you guys because I heard that there is a mysterious billionaire living in this town. I want us to be able to invite him and get him to invest in our hotel. Now I need you two to find out who the mysterious billionaire is!" Geoffrey ordered.