Chapter <b>112 </b>
Meanwhile, Sean was ying cards with a <b>few </b>of his close friends.
Ian casually drew <b>a </b><b>card</b>, <b>a </b>cigarette dangling from his <b>lips</b><b>, </b>and smirked. “Well, well… the sun must’ve risen in the west. What’s this? Sean actually has time to hang out with us? Shouldn’t you be picking up your precious Charlotte from work right about now?”
<b>Ever </b>since Charlotte started working again and moved into her own apartment, Sean had been showing up at her ce in Brightwood Residences almost every day. It had <b>been </b>a while since hest hung out with the guys.
After his ident at <b>the </b>engagement party, he had <b>spent </b>some time in the hospital. After he was discharged, things between him and Charlotte only grew stronger. The two had been practically inseparable since. Sean made time almost every day to pick her up from work.
<b>Sean </b>remained calm<b>, </b>tossing <b>a </b>card onto the table<b>. </b>“She’s out with coworkers tonight.”
<b>“</b>Whoa<b>,</b><b>” </b>Ianughed dramatically. “So you got ditched?”
The smug look on his face made it hard not <b>to </b>punch him.
He leaned back, voice dripping with mockery. “Can’t believe it. The great Sean Jasper–getting ditched <b>by </b>a woman? What kind of work dinner could possibly matter more than you?”
A subtle chill rolled through the room as Sean nced up, his gaze sharp. <b>“</b>Ditched?”
He let out a faint smile. “Hardly. She’s <b>still </bing home <b>to </b>me when it’s <b>over</b>. What about you? Picking up your girlfriendter too?”
The burn was <b>low</b>–key but brutal.
Everyone knew Ian was perpetually single<b>. </b><b>No </b>girlfriend in sight.
Ian clenched his jaw<b>, </b>clearly wounded, and turned <b>to </b>Jordan for backup. “You hear this? What kind of friend rubs <b>it </b>in like that<b>? </b>Jordan, you’re single <b>too</b>. Aren’t you offended?<b>” </b>
Jordan cleared his throat. “Actually<b>… </b>I’m seeing someone.”
Ian’s jaw dropped. His cigarette slipped from his <b>lips</b>. “Wait–what<b>? </b>You? Since when?”
<b>“</b><b>Been </b><b>a </b>while,” Jordan replied casually.
<b>“</b><b>You </b>never said anything! Who is she? Someone from the Ziegler family? The Lambert family?”
The Zieglers <b>were </b>one of the top–tier families in <b>Jersey</b><b>, </b>and the Lamberts had <b>deep </b><b>political </b><b>ties</b><b>–</b><b>second </b>only <b>to </b>the <b>Jaspers </b>and the Zellers<b>. </b>Given Jordan Zeller’s background <b>as </b><b>a </b>third–<b>generation </b>political <b>elite</b><b>, </b>Ian naturally assumed he was dating someone from <b>a </b>family just <b>as </b>powerful.
<b>Before </b>Jordan could answer<b>, </bn kept going<b>, </b>talking over him<b>, </b><b>“</b><b>I </b>actually ran into that girl from the Ziegler family not long ago<b>. </b>She <b>just </b><b>got </b><b>back </b>from studying abroad. She’s seriously <b>gorgeous</b><b>. </b>Come on,
<b>is </b><b>it </b>her?<b>” </b>
<b>But </b>Jordan shook his head<b>. </b>“Just a regr college student.<b>” </b>
“Wait, what?”n blinked, stunned. “A regr <b>college </b>girl?”
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Sean didn’t seem fazed. <b>He </b>gave Jordan a nce and asked <b>casually</b>, “Your family’s okay with that?
Jordan exhaled a smoke ring. “We’re just dating. <b>It’s </b>not like <b>I’m </b>marrying hier. What’s there to be <b>‘</b>okay‘ <b>with</b><b>?</b>”
Jan clicked his tongue and shook his head. <b>“</b>You’re really out here dating a college girl? You’re not worried it’ll get messyter?”
Jordan gave <b>a </b>careless shrug andughed, lookingpletely unfazed. “What’s so hard about ending it? Buy her <b>a </b>couple of designer bags, transfer some money- if I don’t want to see <b>her</b><b>, </b><b>it’s </b>not like she <b>can </b>force it.”
, </b>nodding. <b>“</b>Fair point.”
<b>In </b>their world, unless they chose to let someone in, most ordinary people would never even get close to them.
Sean drew <b>a </b>card, his <b>gaze </b>flicking briefly to Jordan. <b>His </b>tone was neutral but edged. <b>“</b>You don’t think ying with someone’s feelings like that mighte back to bite you<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Jordan gave azy smile. “Come on, , <b>it’s </b>not ying. We both <b>get </b>what we want.”
Sean said calmly, “Just make sure you know what you’re doing. Don’t end up falling for her and not knowing how to walk away.”
<bn’s </b>eyes <b>lit </b><b>up </b><b>with </b>curiosity<b>, </b><b>nosy </b>as ever. <b>“</b>So what does she look like? Bring her out <b>next </b>time. Let us see for ourselves.”