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The exam room's door was forcefully pushed open, and two bodyguards brought in a man with dyed hair. The man was firmly pressed into a seat and couldn't move a muscle. This man looked familiar to Debra. If she remembered correctly, he should be the second son of the Potter family. In her last life, Jordan was arrogant and hot-tempered, but he had a knack for business. In the end, he took over the Potter family's business from his frail elder brother, Andrew Potter. He was not an ordinary person. "I'm not doing it." Jordan's voice broke the silence in the exam room.

Officer Rochester said as he joined them. Karl just laughed. "It's the Bottoms. No one ever sees anything." They all turned at the sound of footsteps and watched as Jordan joined them, his shovel still dripping blood, a gash over his left eye. He slammed the shovel into the ground and leaned on it for support. He glanced at Rhychard and nodded. "Well, I suppose you finally earned that cape, Superhero." "It's a cloak," Rhychard said dryly. "Right." Jordan chuckled. "A cloak."

Now she was completely ready, she could go to the door, her entrance time was at eight, but on the first day the indication was to arrive earlier to register the fingerprint at the entrance of the building, looking at her cell phone she could see that she got ready incredibly fast, it was seven o'clock in the morning, she put her black leather backpack on her back and finally opened the door, meeting André standing there, he was apparently going to call her and that was really nice of him, he had shaved his beard, he was wearing a light blue social shirt, a backpack on his back and a huge briefcase in his right hand. - Good morning, flower of the day, but who would have thought, make-up is a

Alexa said in a cold yet calm manner. Jordan absorbed her words and he leaned back in his seat, his sturdy chest heaving as he replied. "Yeah, understood." Alexa's orbs accidentally caught his chest movement, and she was captivated by it for a few seconds, but she quickly averted her gaze, blinking sharply afterward. This didn't go unnoticed by Jordan and his heart couldn't help but swell with pride as he confirmed she had indeed just been captivated by his manly body. Well, how could she not? Jordan's body was well-sculpted like that of a Greek god and the singlet he was cladded just happened to be exposing those parts of his body.

She recognized too well the look Nancy and Lloyd shared and from the way they sat side by side, she knew they had interrupted something. “No, I want to stay with dad,” Leo said. “He is my hero. He saved me.” “Yes, like Superman!” Lex added. Lloyd chuckled. He couldn’t believe he almost threw away moments like this because of a reckless mistake. Even though the pain in his body was killing him, the joy that the boys brought to his heart totally absorbed it. “I’m pretty sure, bullets have nothing on Clark Kent but thank you boys. I love you.” “We love you too daddy,” the boys chorused.

AMBERLY My knuckles throbbed. Jordan deflected my jab, stepping inside my guard. He swept his thick forearm against my chest, shoving me backward. My brand-new Nike training boots skidded across the loose dirt. I hit the forest floor hard, sending a cloud of dry pine needles into the freezing morning air. "You are telegraphing," Jordan stated. Standing ten feet away, he barely breathed heavy. He wore a simple black t-shirt, his massive shoulders relaxed, his stance balanced and grounded. He looked like a statue carved from granite.

Back in Boston, they would always go for a long run and play music until the sun goes down. _________________________ They arrived at the Halton's penthouse and pulled over outside the gates. Alexandra opened the trunk for Jordan to take out her luggage. Halton opened the door and saw Jordan (A.K.A. Brat No. 1) sprinting towards him with a blinding smile. "Bro! I am back!" Jordan beamed and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug, whacking his back three times. Halton coughed up the air in his lungs, Jordan was just a few inches shorter than him but exceptionally stronger.