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    Zia looked at Jordan again and said coldly, "You have disrespected Mr. Wilder, so you must be taught a lesson. Someone, p him!"


    The manager immediately stepped forward, ready to strike.


    "Hold on!" Jordan was both shocked and angry. "Ms. Quirrel, I may be the second son of the Hunter family, but even if you don''t respect me, you should at least respect our family!"


    "Don''t try to scare me with your family background. Hit him!" Ziamanded coldly.


    The Hunter family might im to be the number one family in Wave City, but she didn''t regard them highly.


    With Zia backing him, the manager wasn''t afraid of Jordan and pped him twice.


    Jordan was furious. He''d never before suffered such humiliation in front of so many people; it utterly destroyed his dignity.


    He silently vowed to kill Sebastian one day.


    Though he resented Zia, he hated Sebastian even more because he med thetter for everything that had happened.


    Jordan was too embarrassed to stay any longer. He started to leave but was stopped by Zia. "Ms. Quirrel, what more do you want?" Jordan asked while holding back his anger.


    Zia scoffed. "How can you be so young yet so forgetful? You spilled the Emperor Cognac I gave to Mr. Wilder. It was worth 200 million dors. Do you think you can just leave withoutpensating?"


    "I... I don''t have that much money on me," Jordan said as he was visibly embarrassed.


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    He was known for his extravagance; he couldn''te up with 200 million dors, much less 20 million dors.


    "Are you trying to default on your debt?" Zia smirked coldly.


    Jordan felt a chill. "I wouldn''t. How about this? I''ll leave her here, and I''lle to take her once I''ve gotten the money."


    Jordan pushed Lyra in front of Zia, thinking it was the only solution he coulde up with for now as a way to get away.


    "Jordan, how can you leave Lyra here? I don''t agree with this," Belinda quickly objected.


    "No, I''m willing to stay," Lyra said proudly.


    "Lyra, are you crazy? How can you agree to be a hostage?" Belinda whispered.


    Lyra smiled. "Mom, you''re being shortsighted. What are 200 million dors to someone like Mr. Hunter? This is a great opportunity to ingratiate myself with him. Whether I can marry into the Hunter family depends on my performance now."


    Belinda thought it over and stopped trying to prevent it.


    Zia turned to Sebastian. "Mr. Wilder, what do you think?"


    Sebastian smiled lightly. "Since she''s willing to act as coteral, let''s fulfil her wish."


    "I''m not coteral. I''m just staying here for a while. Mr. Hunter wille back with the money to get me," Lyra said proudly.


    "Lyra, don''t worry. I''ll be back soon," Jordan said before striding away.


    And he was unlikely to return soon. After all, they were talking about 200 million dors here. He couldn''t gather that much money quickly.


    Sebastian thought Lyra was foolish. From his observations, he could tell that Jordan wasn''t particrly wealthy. With online banking avable, he wondered why anyone rich would need to go home to get money.


    Most people would avoid this situation if they could, yet Lyra had foolishly rushed in to be a hostage.