Chapter 189 Russell Steals The Limelight!
Chapter 189 Russell Steals The Limelight!
In the villa beside Jordan and Victoria.
Under the escort of his bodyguard, Cayden returned home in a drunken stupor with a gleeful smile on his face.
As soon as he pushed open the door, he said to Hailey, "Haha, he's been made a cuckold!"
Hailey had a guilty conscience because she had just used Jordan to get back at Cayden while he wasn't at home.
"What... What are you talking about?"
Hailey was watching TV in the living room, and when she saw that Cayden had returned, she switched off the TV.
Cayden laughed and said, "I said that punk Jordan has been made a cuckold again. His life is tragic, haha poor child, doesn't he know what he's like?"
"He would be fine if he just dated a random girl, but he just had to date gorgeous beauties like you and Victoria Clarke. Haha, who would be made a cuckold if not him?"
"Isn't there a saying on the Internet? Penniless men shouldn't marry beautiful women..."
Cayden said drunkenly. He had already sat down beside Hailey and was trying to hug her.
Hailey was pregnant, and she was repulsed by the odor of alcohol that Cayden was reeking off, so she pushed him away.
"How would I know? Your hand is still injured. Why did you still drink so much?" "By the way, you said Victoria checked into a room with
that Russell?"
Cayden shook his head and said, "No, Russell is in his fifties, and he was exhausted after drinking some wine. Even if they went to the hotel, he must have dozed off as soon as he lied down on the bed."
"Victoria is back. That woman can really drink. My brother and I tried to get her drunk, but she didn't get drunk at all even after Shane and I puked twice."
"Mm..."
As Cayden spoke, he wanted to puke again.
Hailey quickly pulled him to the bathroom.
Hailey looked at Cayden kneeling by the toilet bowl and throwing up with a disgusted look on her face.
Hailey secretly muttered, "I'm really useless! How could I have been so blind as to fall for him at that time?"
"It took me three marriages to realize that Jordan is still the best..."
Hailey couldn't help but look back on what she had just done with Jordan again, and a gleeful smile appeared on her face.
At eight o'clock the following day, Jordan and Victoria had breakfast together. Jordan skipped work today because he had many arrangements to make.
While eating breakfast, Victoria looked at her cell phone.
Jordan glanced at Victoria's phone screen and saw that she was browsing some restaurants on the Internet. He asked, "What are you looking at?"
Victoria said, "Don't you want to treat Russell to dinner today? I'll help you choose a restaurant. That person is very picky. He will look down on you if the restaurant you choose is too mediocre."
Victoria said that Jordan didn't have to worry about the money because she would transfer him the funds for a tab at any of the most expensive restaurants in New York City.
Jordan smiled and said, "That's not necessary. I've already picked a restaurant."
"Huh? When did you choose it? Which restaurant did you reserve seats at?" Victoria put down her phone and asked.
Jordan said, "Hudson River."
Victoria was not surprised, "Oh, it's that restaurant area by the river. I wanted to book a seat there too. Which restaurant did you pick?"
Jordan put down his cutlery and explained, "It's not a restaurant by the river but on the river itself."
"On the river? Is there any restaurant above the water?" Victoria was instantly confused.
"We'll be having dinner on a yacht," Jordan said.
Victoria then came to a sudden realization. "Oh, I know, it's like one of those dinner cruises on the river, right? Let's see, it seems that you can also rent a private yacht there. It's pretty costly, but you don't have to worry about the money. Since you like it, let's book a place there!"
Victoria felt that the place Jordan had chosen was quite creative.
Enjoying one of the most beautiful night views in the world while enjoying the food was definitely a high-end lifestyle that Russell might not have experienced either.
Thus, Victoria proceeded to call Russell.
"Hey, you didn't drink too much yesterday, did you?" Victoria asked.
Russell had the habit of waking up early and had already started working in the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel at this moment.
"Oh, no, it's been too long since I saw you, and I had a good time drinking with you."
Russell took off his nearsighted glasses and looked out the window.
"Well, my boyfriend wants to treat you to dinner to thank you for helping him make peace with the Huxleys. Do you have time?" Victoria asked.
After she asked that question, she was actually hoping that he wouldn't say yes.
She knew that Russell, a person with plenty of life experience, had too many ways to deal with a youngster like Jordan.
It was very likely that Jordan would take the initiative to break up with Victoria after the meal with Russell.
It was just like the plot of the drama they watched.
Russell, who was in the hotel, was shocked and remarked curiously, "That young chap that Victoria is dating actually has the guts to invite me to dinner?"
In fact, even if Jordan did not ask Russell out, Russell would have taken the initiative to ask him out.
Just like in dramas, these old men would have a calm talk with their younger rival in love and use all sorts of twisted logic to make them realize that they're not worthy of a woman like Victoria in a bid to make them self-conscious and back off.
Any man who cared about his pride and dignity wouldn't be able to stand it.
If a man lacked self-respect, he wouldn't leave Victoria regardless of what Russell said. In that case, he would have to resort to threatening him.
Russell laughed and said, "I have time. Where?"
"Hudson River," Victoria said.
"Oh? Hudson River? A private yacht? Or is it a sightseeing cruise with hundreds or thousands of people? If it's the latter, I'll pass. I'm at least the president of a listed company. I can't afford to embarrass myself like that."
Russell looked down on Jordan and was confident that he had no attributes except his handsome good looks. Hence, he thought that Jordan must have picked a low-class place.
Victoria said, "It's a private yacht."
Russell was still frowning. "You mean the type that can be rented for a few thousand dollars, right? I've seen those. They're quite shabby and unhygienic. The equipment inside hasn't been changed for years."
"How about this? Since he wants to eat on a yacht to enjoy the beauty of the river during the meal, I will get a yacht over. I have a yacht worth 8 million. It happens to be in New York City. Let's have dinner on my yacht
tonight!"
Victoria seemed embarrassed. "Russell, my boyfriend, was the one who initiated dinner today, so he should be the one to decide on the place. What do you mean you want to drive your yacht over?"
Russell said, "Victoria, you know me, I won't go to places that are too low-class. I've always been like this over the years."
"Just spare a thought for me. Do you think a lousy yacht worth tens of thousands of dollars is worthy of my identity?"
"Cut it out. It's my treat tonight. Just show up at Hudson River with your boyfriend. If he's really feeling awkward, just get him to bring some wine!"
"It's settled then. I'll have to get going."
After saying that, Russell hung up the phone.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.