Chapter 222
Jordan served as the head of the finance department at Graham Group and was one of Bill's loyal subordinates.
Much like Logan, he often flattered her brainless father. Though he was in his 40s and nearing the age of 50, he
appeared to be in his 30s, a testament to his remarkable self-care.
"Mr. Cooper, why are you being distant? | need your help since I've just taken over the company, and I'm still
getting to know it. As you saw in yesterday's meeting, many people don't seem to like me. What should | do?"
Angela was concise and straightforward.
Having figured out Angela's intentions, Jordan smirked, feeling secretly pleased.
"Ms. Graham, you think too highly of me. Just yesterday, you flaunted your authority the moment you arrived at
the company. I'm sure nobody dares to challenge you now." His tone was neutral and light in a way that could
make people feel uneasy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAngela chuckled and asked, "So what's your stance on this? We're both open- minded, so there's no reason to
dance around the topic. Just speak your mind, and I'll understand how to proceed from here."
Jordan's smile broadened, yet his eyes remained devoid of warmth.
He replied slowly, "Ms. Graham, I'm struggling to grasp your point. The company isn't the property of a single
individual. It belongs to all of us.
"We should be committed to working hard for its success, don't you think? Ultimately, your ability to thrive here
is determined by your own efforts."
With that, Jordan stood up slowly, showing his intention to leave. Angela had no desire to stop him.
As he took a couple of steps away, she remarked softly, "Mr. Cooper, you're absolutely correct. You are the pillar
of this company, and your presence is a true asset. But..."
She paused briefly, a smile playing on her lips. others found out that you exploited your role as head of finance
to embezzle company funds and buy a car and a house for your mistress, would you still be able to make such
statements?"
Jordan stiffened and turned to Angela in disbelief. At that moment, she was comfortably enjoying her coffee.
Jordan smirked. "What nonsense are you saying? To winover, you're resorting to slandering me. Believe it or
not-"
Before he could finish speaking, Angela pulled out a stack of
documents from her briefcase and
threw them in front of him. Theyne
included evidence of his
embezzlement of company funds, records of his house purchase, and photos of him and his mistress shopping at
upscale malls.
"Mr. Cooper, you have good taste. This lady has delicate features and a great personality, but | can't help
your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthinking she's not as good as wife. Plus, your wife has given you two lovely sons. If I had such a
perfect family, | wouldn't seek a mistress, no matter what?"
Angela rested her chin on her hand, looking confident. She smirked at Jordan, who had turned pale.
At first, she had been shocked by the information-she'd never expected a gentleman like him to have a dark
side. It seemed all men were untrustworthy.
"Where... did you get these? What are your intentions?" Jordan asked, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.
For the first time, he felt a sense of awe toward Angela.
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