Chapter 21

Jordan's POV

I entered the small house wearing a usual old jacket. I dropped my body on the small couch and massaged my neck. Damn! The paperwork has piled up and yet I can't work overtime. I glanced at my wristwatch. It's already 5 o'clock and Solana must be in a taxi or subway by now.

I wet my bottom lip and combed my hair using my fingers. After a few seconds, my phone started ringing. I quickly picked it up and answered Zach's call. "Yes?"

[Mission accomplished, sir. Agatha Stone won't be able to get any information about you. Rest assured that her private investigator won't get anything.]

I grinned arrogantly. "Good work, Zach. You can rest now."

[Thank you, sir.]

I ended the call after that and shot an eyebrow up. After what happened yesterday, I know that Agatha will do everything to know who I really am, but sorry, I'm wiser than her. I have already perfected the act of pretending and lying. She messed with the wrong man.

I rose from the couch and went to the kitchen. I put my