Chapter 15

Jordan's POV

I wet my lips and messed up my waxed hair after changing my suit into a shabby and old t-shirt and jacket. I glanced at Zach, who's watching me. He's on the driver's seat while I'm behind him.

He actually keeps on glancing at me and it's irritating me. I shot one eyebrow up. "What?"

"You have a house, sir. A big and beautiful house, so why did you choose to live in that small house?"

Pressing my lips together, I looked at the small house in front and heaved a sigh. "Are you insulting my house, Zach?"

His eyes widened. "No. Of course not, sir."

I pursed my lips and glared at him. "Don't stick your nose in my business, Zach. You can't tell anyone about this, not even to my wife."

He quickly nodded at me. "Yes, sir. I understand."

I cocked my eyebrow and grinned. "Good. I'll go now, you go home too."

He nodded. "Yes, sir."

I pursed my lips again and got out of the car. I swayed my hands in the air. "Go go!"

I watched him drive the car away and I walked towards the house. I g