Jordan Brown Case の小説・ストーリー

he said, raising his voice to match hers. "What? Jordan chose Hall Corporations?" Zara jumped from her seat. Seeing that he was serious, she flipped her hair back and continued, "Oh, the video file must have blown his mind even more. Ha-ha!" Hot steam was coming out of Scott's ears when he heard that statement. "Why the hell did you do that? Do you even have any idea what you just got yourself into?" Zara's face darkened. "It's silly of you to think you can just barge into my office and question my decisions. I owe you no explanation, Mr. Brown. I entered the race just like everyone else!"

“I thought you were the rational one. Why didn’t you stop them?” I didn’t need an explanation, I could already tell what they had done to him. “He suffocated you,” Jordan said, his voice low and steady. “He was willing to let you bleed to death. Killing him was the least we could do.” “I know that. I was there,” I snapped, my voice rising. A whimper slipped out as my head began throbbing violently. “Orlando already has a case hanging over him. Even if it never reached the police, this could be the thing that ruins all of you. What if you all end up in prison because of me? Didn’t you think about that?”

Jordan phone, who received quite an amount of public attention, also announced their new spokesperson, Bright Damien, but they didn't announce any upcoming dates for pre orders yet. Previously, Solomon made a post on his social media account about how his Jordan phone couldn't be used after he dropped it and how the hackers had infiltrated his phone systems. This post denied two of the greatest selling points that Jordan phone had, and some magazine seemed interested in interviewing him about this.

"Good. Because someone needed to. And if it was going to be anyone, I'm glad it was you. Because at least you did it for the right reasons instead of the wrong ones." At eleven thirty, Jordan was escorted from the building. Not arrested. Not in handcuffs. Just — escorted. By two people who looked like lawyers and moved with the efficiency of people who'd done this before. Jordan walked between them with their head up and their face blank and their hands carrying a box that probably contained the remnants of a decade. I watched from the window. So did Cazien. From his office. Through the glass wall that separated him from the rest of us. Our eyes met across the distance.

“Why the hell are you already assuming that this will end?” Gavin gave him a calm look. “I already told you about this, Jordan,” he pointed out patiently. “You know we got a weak case here especially with Jenna Hamilton’s written testimony and the attachment of her bank statement. The judge had actually ruled in her favor already but I requested for an extension due to the situation.” “I know,” Jordan said in resignation. He let out a frustrated sigh. “I still can’t accept that I am losing her. You know that, right? I tried everything to make her remember even just one memory. I only needed one but I wasn’t able to get one.”

Jordan grabbed a gun and pointed Cassie with it, “I’m going to need you to get out of the car.” He glared, pointing at her with the gun, clicking. “What?”Cassie’s eyes widened, hugging Blake tighter while looking at Jordan with concern. “Get out. Of the car,” said Jordan, gesturing to her, with the gun, to get out, “leave the kid… and you can take this case with 2 million dollars in it.” He added, showing Cassie a brown portfolio.

I felt nervous, worried more of what would happen outside this court the moment Ace would be thrown in the cellars. "Court rise." The bailiff said as we all stood up. The judge sat down as she folded her hands. Her eyes searched every single persons eyes one by one before we all sat down. "York Vs Jordan. Allegations with concrete evidence and witnesses against Michelle Jordan for sexual assault, kidnapping and murder. This isn't the first time I've had multiple crime allegations like this but this is the first time I have met a criminal so cruel, excited and intelligent like you." The judge said as she picked up her harmer and pointed at Ace who stood at the accused box.

The first move came before dawn. Jordan was halfway through mapping the data when his phone vibrated sharply against the desk. He glanced at the screen once—and went still. Grace noticed immediately. “What is it?” she asked, already stepping closer. Jordan didn’t answer at first. He turned the phone so she could see. Breaking News: Prominent security consultant Jordan Hale under investigation for alleged financial misconduct. Grace’s breath left her in a rush. “They moved early.” “Yes,” Jordan said quietly. “Earlier than expected.”

“I’m absolutely sure.” Just then, Kayla and Liam walked into the room. They’d just been released from the hospital, having been checked out and given a clean bill of health, and they’d come straight to the annex to find out what was happening with the case. When they saw Jordan standing at the judge’s bench, when they saw the papers in the judge’s hand, they froze. Kayla’s eyes widened in shock. “Jordan?” she whispered. “What are you doing? What’s going on?”

Jordan has just begun his revenge. Reuben stated coldly, "Mr. Jordan is right outside. The room has a bad vibe, so it's not suitable for Mr. Jordan to come in." Julian glanced at Reuben when he pulled up Casey, thinking, 'So Reuben knows how to pick a fight now?' Julian suppressed the urge to smile and helped pull up Casey. Casey demanded vigilantly, "What are you doing? Let go of me!" Julian ignored Casey's remark and forcefully dragged him out of the room.