###Chapter 186 People Lost In A Sea Of People – Part 3

"Is it the same with not wearing clothes if it's not cold? Go and eat your dinner." Jordan came down from upstairs, his face as dark as a black mask

I pouted my mouth, and my eloquence has improved a lot. I know the analogy.

I wanted to speak against him, but my cell phone rang, and took a look at the caller ID. It was Liam Weld.

Seeing that both Jordan Astley and Brad Silverman looked at me, I said faintly, "I'll answer the phone. Excuse me."

Jordan saw that the caller ID was Liam Weld, squinted slightly, and said, "Take it right here!"

Boring!

After taking a white look at him, I picked up the phone and said, "What's the matter, Liam Weld?"

"Jordan Astley also seems to be interested in fighting over the Samson's Electronics case. We have been fighting secretly for a long time. I have to let go of this case, and there is a great possibility that it will fall into his hands. What you need to do now is to find a way to persuade Jordan to give up buying the Samson's." His voice was not loud, but at this time the hall was quiet and close, so both Jordan and Brad have heard it.

After looking at the two people, I said to the phone, "OK, I'll hang up."

"Don't!" Liam Weld hurriedly said, "It is estimated that the third uncle's acceptance of you as a righteous daughter will become a hot spot in the capital recently. You'd better keep a distance from Aaron Badger. In addition, you should go back to Hempstead as soon as possible. When you are in the genealogy, you can do what you want to do."

Jordan is staring at me, raising the corners of his mouth and sneering.

I ignored his expression and said to the phone, "OK, I see, I'll hang up."

The phone hung up and Jordan looked at me. He didn't look very good, but now he was even darker. "What do you want to do? Even Orion Woods has taken it into account?"

"With you." divorce!

I stopped in the middle of what I said. After a while, I had to beg him to give up the Samson's Electronics acquisition. Now I am against him, and it will be troublesome to have a meeting with him.

Looking at Brad Silverman, I said, "Dr. Sileverman, would you like to have dinner together?"

Brad Silverman glanced at Jordan carefully and saw that his face was not very good. He raised the corners of his mouth and nodded. "Just so, I'm really hungry, too."

When he approached the kitchen with him, Mrs. Yeardly cooked a lot of food, which was very rich, and Jordan soon came in.

Sitting next to me, both of them are excellent tutors, so they both eat and sleep without talking.

After dinner, Mrs. Yeardly cleaned up the kitchen. I sat next to Brad and took the initiative to extend my hand to him. "I'm prone to insomnia, headaches, and heart palpitations," I said. "Please take a look at what's wrong with me."

Brad Silverman raised the corners of his mouth, glanced at Jordan Astley, who had been silent, and raised his eyebrows at me. "Good."

When he took the pulse for me, he said seriously, "There are too many diseases. After some serious gastritis, pay attention to diet, the heart rate caused by insomnia is poor, and your heart is not good. Deficiency of the blood should be caused by not paying attention to recuperation after giving birth. These diseases need to be recuperated by you. "

I nodded and withdrew my hand. When I saw him bowing his head and prescribing medicine, I looked up at Jordan and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to let Dr. Silverman see it?"

Jordan said with lips, "fun?"

I raised my eyebrows and shrugged my shoulders to end the topic.

Brad hesitated for a long time when he left, but he seemed to have something to say to me. I offered to see him off.

At the door of the villa, he took the initiative to say, "Ivelle, has Maisie Rogers contacted you recently?"

I was startled and shook my head. "No!" Thinking about the child, I couldn't help saying, "Have you seen her the most?"

He nodded. "If you see her, please let me know."

I answered, wondering if he knew about Maisie Rogers having children. He had been busy with my business all this time. I had no time to take care of Maisie Rogers. I didn't know what happened to her.

Brad drove away. I went back to the hall. Jordan sat in the hall reading.

When I saw me come in, I just looked up and said nothing more.

I hesitated for a moment, went to make him a cup of tea, went to him and sat down, put the teacup in front of him, and said, "Have some black tea."

He looked up at me, put down the book in his hand, and reached out and pulled me into his arms.

A pair of black eyes stared at me closely, "When are you going to open your mouth?"

I was stupefied and said calmly, "Some people say that men are the best to talk to when they are in bed."

He raised his eyebrows. "So, are you going to lie down later?"

I nodded. "If you will agree now, then I will say it now."

"Oh!" He leaned against my forehead and sneered, "What do you want Samson's Electronics to do?"

"I can't be a stay-at-home woman. I think it's good to be a strong woman." When I spoke solemnly, my eyes fell on his throat, and my eyes looked down on the buttons of his white shirt.

He bowed his head, raised my chin, his lips rubbed in the corner of my mouth, with a low smile in his voice, but he couldn't laugh into his eyes. "If the Samson's is so easy to win, do you think Liam Weld and I will drag on for as long as a year?"

"I know, that's why I beg you to give up the acquisition of Samson's Electronics. Both you and Liam Weld give up, so it's less difficult for the Badger to talk."

He squinted at me, his voice calm, "Ivelle, should I feel lucky to have a smart wife like you who can make money?"

Knowing that his words were not well-intentioned, I nodded, "It is much easier for husband and wife to work together than to struggle alone."

"Oh!" He sneered. "You are quite justified."

I pursed my lips, but instead of following his words, I said, "Would that be all right?"

He looked down at me with some coolness in his eyes. "Don't you say to ask when you lie down?"

I really think about those things anytime, anywhere.

If this topic goes on, there is bound to be a quarrel. I don't want to quarrel with him yet.

He simply opened his mouth and said, "What are you working with the Biden family?"

I'm not interested in paying too much attention. I just think I want to ask.

He sank his eyes slightly and said indifferently, "A development project?" That sounds spooky to me.

Well, it doesn't seem like a good place to talk.

Simply, I got up, ready to go upstairs, was held in his arms, "Do you want to watch a Korean TV play?"

Me?

I haven't seen you for a few days. I have a special taste.

"No!" With that, I was ready to go, he held me down, and the phone thought of it.

His.

He glanced at the caller ID. It was Alice Astley. He was in no hurry to answer it. Instead, he looked at me and said, "Do you want to answer it?"

I curled my lips and said, "It doesn't fit!"

After that, I regretted it. For a man, it just means that I am refusing to pick up his family.

"Inappropriate?"

Without waiting for me to react, his chin was grabbed by his strong hand. "Since when do we have such a clear distinction? I've been with Aaron Badger for a long time. Why? Is your aunt going to be a stepmother?"

The phone keeps ringing. I'm a little upset. I don't want to open my lips.

He pressed his fingers. "What? He kissed you as I did? Would it be appropriate for Aaron Badger to ask you to answer the phone?"