Jordan obviously knew something had happened between me and Shannon. He smiled at me. "Looking for Shannon?"
"Yeah. Alas, she won't see me."
I brought it upon myself. I could not blame anyone.
He opened the door and said, "Shannon's still mad. I keep hearing her whine these past few days. She's an emotional person. I'm sure you have a better understanding of her."
I nodded. "Of course. I already told her I’ll wait for her here."
Jordan's mouth twitched into a smile when he heard this. "How long are you going to wait here? Come in. She talks tough, but she's a softie. You guys will be able to talk better once you meet."
I smiled as I looked at Jordan. He was about to lead me inside, so I hurriedly got up and picked up the small chair as I followed him in. "Will Shannon be even madder with me coming in like this?"
"It's fine. Besides, you two have to see each other eventually, no?" he asked back.
"Yeah." I nodded heavily.
If all else failed, I would let her hit me until she got all her anger out of her system.
As I thought of this, Jordan had already led me into the living room when the housekeeper came up and greeted us. "Sir. Miss Lane?" The housekeeper was surprised when she saw me behind Jordan. She then glanced at Shannon, who was on the sofa, a little uneasily.
Jordan first dismissed the housekeeper before bringing me forward.
"You're back." Shannon hurriedly got up when she saw Jordan, but her face immediately darkened when she saw me. "Who allowed you to let her in?" she asked coldly.
"She's already inside. Why not just talk it out?" Jordan softened his voice as he advised Shannon.
Shannon looked away, not even bothering to give me any face. "There's nothing for us to talk about."
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