My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now! novel Chapter 355

Previously, Jordan had called Mandy to ask about Victoria's whereabouts, and he even told her to notify him once she had news about Victoria.

"Hello."

Jordan answered quickly.

On the other hand, Mandy asked eagerly, "Mr. Steele, I just received a call from my neighbor in DC who told me that someone splashed paint on the door of my house and I'm very worried about your safety. Are you alright?"

"What? Someone splashed paint onto the door?"

Jordan was stunned, and he immediately understood what was going on as he glared furiously at Chris, who was in front of him.

He had torn up the decorations for Chris's wedding just now, so he reckoned that the middle-aged man must have gone to complain to Chris.

He reckoned that Chris's underlings must have been the one who splashed paint on the door.

Jordan was in a foul mood and he said, "Mandy, I'm alright. This matter does have something to do with me, and I know the culprit behind it. I'll give you an explanation."

After all, he was living in someone else's house, so he felt bad that Mandy's door was getting splashed with paint because of the trouble caused by Jordan.

Since Mandy was groomed and promoted by Victoria, she naturally wouldn't bother about those things with

Jordan.

She said magnanimously, "Hey, Mr. Steele, you don't need to give me any explanation. Good, that you're fine. The rest are all trivial matters."

However, Jordan said, "Mandy, I don't know where Victoria has gone now. I can't keep staying in your house. How about this? I'll send the keys of your house back to you via courier."

However, Mandy said, "There's really no need. Mr.

Steele, just keep staying there. You don't have to be so formal with me."

Jordan was now in a different situation than before, and he could no longer give Mandy anything. Thus, he insisted, "It's settled. I'll hang up now."

After hanging up the phone, Jordan rushed to Chris menacingly and questioned, "Are you the culprit behind the paint-splashing?"

Chris was still secretly tasting the sea bass made by Jordan, which he actually thoroughly enjoyed. He was stunned for a moment after hearing Jordan's question. He then put down his cutlery and stood up furiously.

"Oh, so the one who tore my wedding decorations was you, punk! I was wondering who was so obnoxious as to tear up the decorations for mine and Lauren's wedding!"

"Yes, I was the one who sent my men to splash paint at that house, but I remember the owner is a lady. Are you living at someone else's pace?"

Jordan said, "Good that you are willing to admit it."

Jordan immediately picked up the phone to call the police.

"Police? I'd like to report a crime. Someone splashed paint at the door of the house I'm staying in."

"My name is Jordan and I live at..."

After reporting the crime, Chris laughed unrestrainedly and asked, "Jordan Steele, you really don't seem like a descendant of a prestigious family. How are you so simple-minded?"

"You think you can put me behind bars just like that? What are you thinking!? Do you know how many henchmen I have?"

Chris humphed arrogantly and then called Robb in.

"Robb, get the kid who splashed paint in the morning to go to the police station and turn himself in. He'll at most be detained for 10 days and issued a fine of a few hundred dollars. Tell him he'll get $1500 for each day he stays there!"

Robb chuckled and said, "Hey, that's a really good deal. You're making me tempted to go to jail in his place. Okay, I'll call him now."

Chris proudly crossed one leg over the other. Jordan once had numerous underlings, so he knew underlings would usually vie with each other to take the rap for their boss and would never expose their boss's crimes.

Jordan secretly swore that he would find the opportunity to land Chris in jail!

He ignored Chris again and instead placed a Perry Express order with his cell phone.

In less than ten minutes, a long-legged Ukrainian girl arrived at the courtyard on a bicycle.

"Hello, I'm from Perry Express. May I ask which gentleman placed the order?"