Daniel Marshall's brow furrowed, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.
"My wife is with you?"
With a raise of his handsome brow, Jordan Bennett truthfully replied, "Your wife just left, she didn't even finish her meal. I think she's extremely furious; she probably wants to kill us."
In the depths of Daniel Marshall's gaze, the wave of worry deepened and he murmured, "I understand."
"She mentioned that she met Mr. Shaw."
"I know."
Hesitating for a moment, Jordan Bennett didn't say anything else and hung up the call.
Immediately, he departed from the hot pot restaurant.
Anxious, he lit a cigarette and started smoking.
His sensual lips parted slightly, exhaling a faint smoke ring.
However, the melancholy in his heart remained unresolved.
Even after being honest with Olivia Jenkins, he only felt bleaker and more distressed.
After smoking for a while, Jordan Bennett reached for his phone.
He wanted to call Olivia Jenkins.
