Park Anya took the initiative to hold Jordan's hand, but he stood rooted to the ground, motionless and expressionless. He looked completely different from before.
Shaun knew what had happened to Jordan but Park Anya didn't. She definitely wouldn't expect Jordan to have such a drastic change in attitude within just 10 seconds.
"Bring you where?" Jordan asked coldly.
At this moment, Jordan no longer knew how to face the woman he liked. The thought of her killing him made his heart turn cold and ache! If it were any other woman, Jordan would have already killed her by now!
Park Anya did not notice Jordan's abnormality and said gently, "I'm willing to go anywhere as long as I'm with you."
Jordan's mind was filled with thoughts. He knew that from the moment he predicted that Park Anya would kill him, the two of them would never have a chance in their lives.
Placing his right hand on Park Anya's back, Jordan caressed her long, elegant hair. Her hair was extremely soft.
The sunset was endless, just approaching dusk.
Jordan did not expect that the first time he experienced such sweetness with Park Anya would also be the last time.
"Madam, let's go to Syria then," Jordan said in a mild tone.
Park Anya was taken aback. She looked up at Jordan. She did not expect him to choose that place. The battlefield in Syria was the place where the two of them first met. Did Jordan have a hidden reason for choosing that place?
After a pause, Park Anya smiled. "Mmm, you decide.
From now on, I'll do whatever you say."
"Okay." Jordan kissed Park Anya's forehead gently and shouted at Salvatore. "Prepare the plane and set off for Syria!"
Jordan's voice was very loud. He seemed to be venting all his anger in that command.
"Yes!"
Jordan quickly walked hand in hand with Park Anya towards Zephyr Three.
However, Shaun frowned: 'What is Jordan doing? Why is he going to Syria? He should have already seen that Park Anya's motive is not so simple.'
"Men, prepare the plane and set off for Syria!"
Shaun had become Jordan's follower and bodyguard. He was afraid that something would happen to Jordan, so he followed him to Syria.
When the plane took off, Jordan looked through the window and realized that this prosperous district of the city was in a mess. An unknown gas was spreading and it was clearly not the one by Shaun.
"Damn it, they failed to poison my wife and child, so they are venting their frustration on the ordinary citizens of Orlando. Those b*stards!"
Jordan's heart ached very much because once these ordinary people came into contact with this poisonous gas, which was created by a secret family, they would definitely die.
"Salvatore, get Dragon to send 10,000 gas masks to Orlando immediately," Jordan instructed.
"Yes!"
Only the gas mask developed by the Steeles' medical department could ensure that the citizens would not be harmed.
Jordan had lived in Orlando for several years and had deep feelings for this place. This was the only thing he could do.
As Park Anya glanced out of the window, she placed her hand on Jordan's shoulder. "It was probably the Miyamoto family who did this. They are the best at using poisonous gas. I heard my father mention it before."
"Miyamoto Chujiro! You killed so many ordinary people in Orlando. 1 won't let you off!"
Jordan clenched his fists angrily.
Park Anya reached out and pried open his fist bit by bit. She smiled. "Darling, you've already done everything you can. Let me help you relax."
Jordan looked at Park Anya. He had to admit that Park Anya really knew how to manipulate him to make him happy. In this aspect, she was far more capable than Lauren and Victoria. Hailey could not compare to her at all.
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