Villain Ch 820. Will It Work?
"Morning," Jordan returned Allen's greeting as he took a seat across from him at the dining table. "How's the planning going? Are you having any trouble?" he asked, his tone warm but slightly concerned.
Allen shifted in his seat, his mind still buzzing with the morning's thoughts. "About that, there are a few things I want to ask you," he admitted, glancing down at his hands for a moment before meeting Jordan's eyes.
"Tell me," said Jordan, his tone relaxed and encouraging.
