Remarriage? Never And Go Away!

Chapter 1427

Chapter 1427 He Was Not a Man to Be Trified with

Ernest stepped up to Gloria, paused and then greeted her with respect, “Miss White, boss sent me to invite you.”

Unlike those guys she met last time, it was Ernest, who helped run the club.

Ernest had a reputation, so Gloria trusted him.

“All right.” Gloria nodded, keeping pace with him.

Jordy was a bit worried, but Gloria gave him a reassuring look.

It was a suicidal mission to do something risky at the Crockfords Club.

Jordy stood still and watched her leave.

Mr. Goddard hadn’t left yet. After Gloria and Ernest got out of the club, he jeered at Jordy, “Did you really think that you could get Misty Lucid Ganoderma without the help of Gloria?”

As he said it, Jordy cast him an icy glare.

The two men stared at each other and the atmosphere grew tense.

Jordy said impatiently, “It’s none of your business, okay?”

After a contemptuous glance at Mr. Goddard, he was about to go downstairs, but Mr. Goddard stopped him and mocked,

“No, it’s certainly not my problem, but yours. I’m telling you that you can neither bring Misty Lucid Ganoderma back to UK, nor keep Gloria, yourself and the five henchmen alive!”

Even if the club owner tried to protect Gloria, so what?

Jordy was not under his wing.

His people had defected him because of Gloria’s incitement. Gloria later tricked him and manipulated him as

if he were a fool. It was intolerable!

“Really?” asked Jordy coldly, who seemed not distracted by Mr. Goddard’s threat at all.

Jordy didn’t take it seriously.

Mr. Goddard gazed at Jordy, still smiling. “If you don’t believe me, you can take a look at it.”

Once Jordy got closer to Mr. Goddard, he was sprayed with poisonous gas in an instant.

Jordy didn’t expect Mr. Goddard to do such filthy things. He was caught off guard! By the time he caught the pungent smell, it was too late to cover his nose…

Mr. Goddard looked contemptuously at Jordy and laughed viciously, “I can’t wait to see how tough Gloria is!”

Mr. Goddard then turned around.

Suddenly, he felt an acute pain on his shoulder. It was Jordy that hit him hard, pulling him back.

Next, Mr. Goddard was thrown by Jordy to the ground with his limbs in the air.

Mr. Goddard gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with rage. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Son of a bitch! You are digging your own grave!”

Mr. Goddard tried to fight back, but he was pinned down to the ground and could barely get up.

Plus, Jordy was much stronger than him. All his struggles had turned out to be futile.

Jordy’s glare was icy cold. “If you like poison so much, I shall give you a taste of it as well. Harold, tie him up and take him back to the hotel after the party wraps up.”

Jordy’s words were full of coldness and disdain.

Mr. Goddard immediately understood what Jordy meant. Somehow, there was no dread in his eyes. His laughter was even more scornful.

“Jordy Collins, let’s see if you can get me out of Crockfords Club today.”

Jordy didn’t care what Mr. Goddard said. He did not even spare a second glance at him.

He had never been afraid of anyone. If one had decided to pick on him, he would fight to the end, for he was not a man to be trifled with.