The Abandoned Husband Dominates

and said, “I, too, reckon that guy is a retard! He’s actually taking up so much of Mr.
Steele’s time.”

Jordan thought to himself, “Drew Camden, you retard, I was referring to you!’

“Is there anything else?” Jordan asked with a smile.

Seeing how smug Jordan was, Drew snapped in displeasure, “Jordan, you’re just a bodyguard, but why are you all dressed up like a president of a company? What are you pretending for?”

“Also, you beat me up in front of so many bigwigs in Orlando.
I’ll definitely settle the score with you!”

Jordan said, “I know.
Didn’t you get Salvatore to frame me? Unfortunately, your dear Salvatore couldn’t avenge you.”

Drew humphed and said, “Don’t be overly conceited.
Salvatore has brought over 100 expert fighters from Southeast Asia under his boss, Pablo Dalton! Jordan, don’t blame me for not reminding you, but be careful on your way home after work and don’t get too drunk at the club! Lest you get beaten into a pulp! Hahaha!”

Jordan gave it some thought.
He had been getting off work together with Victoria lately, and he didn’t want her to get hurt, though he wasn’t afraid of facing those fighters himself.

Hence, Jordan said, “Is that so? It just so happens that I’m itching to throw some punches.
Get those fighters under Salvatore or Pablo to come straight to the parking lot of the office.
They don’t have to go to the trouble of mobbing me after I get off work.”

Drew perked up immediately and exclaimed, “Sure! I’ll hold you to your word and ask Salvatore to send his underlings here now! If you have the guts, go downstairs to the parking lot and wait there with me now!”

“Sure,” Jordan nodded gladly.

‘Elite fighters from Southeast Asia?’

Indeed, most of them were a little more ruthless than the fighters here because things were more chaotic in their nation after.
However, the environment they were trained in was definitely not as brutal as the battlefield where Jordan had been.

When they arrived at the underground parking lot, Drew took Jordan to a corner and then picked up a brick to smash all the surveillance cameras in the vicinity.

Afterward, Drew said smugly, “Haha, now that the surveillance cameras are destroyed! There will be no evidence even if you get killed here!”

“Is that so? That means there won’t be any evidence of me beating you to death here either, right?” Jordan said with a gleeful smile.

“You… What are you trying to do?” Drew was so shocked that he took a step back.

Smack!

Jordan slapped him hard and burst into laughter.
“Drew Camden, are you stupid? You called some fighters to come and hit me, but do you think I won’t beat you up before they arrive?”

“Ah!” Drew shrieked.

After Jordan had been hitting Drew for a while, they finally heard Salvatore’s voice.

“Let go of Mr.
Camden!” Salvatore walked over with ten tan-skinned men.

Drew hurriedly scurried over to Salvatore and hid behind him.
Pointing at Jordan, he barked, “Jordan, I’m going to cripple you today and make sure that you can no longer become a bodyguard!”