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Chapter 306: Getting Hold Of Evidence!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“That bastard Russell!”
Clinton cursed loudly.
He and Russell’s friendship was merely built on interests, and they weren’t actually that close to each other.
“Fine, you won’t compensate me with a single penny, huh? Well, I never intended to give you any of the 30% of the J Corporation’s shares once I got my hands on it!”
Russell ignored Clinton, who never had the intention of keeping his promise to give him half of the 30% of the J Corporation’s shares, anyway.
He had planned to keep all 30% of the J Corporation’s shares without giving any to Russell in the first place.
Clearly, there was barely any trust and friendship between the two, so it was no wonder that Russell said such harsh words.
“Hmph, it’s just 80 million. Since I’ve already spent it, I’ll just forget it. Once I seal the lips of these people who have evidence against me, there will be nothing Jordan Steele can do.”
“When the time comes, he’ll still have to obediently bring dozens of billions of dollars to me.”
Thinking of this, Clinton picked up the calls again, one by one…
At the same time, in the presidential suite of the Intercontinental Hotel in Houston.
Jordan was also receiving the people who were submitting all the evidence against Clinton, one after another.
Those people were dressed in clothes that covered themselves well because they didn’t want to be recognized by others. Some had even hired people to submit the evidence on their behalf, for fear that Clinton would take revenge on them once he found out.
However, the evidence that these people had against him was groundless or unprovable. There were also some that weren’t condemning enough to force Clinton into conceding.
Suddenly, Tim reported at the door, “Mr. Jordan, there’s a long-legged woman who’s coming over!”
Jordan glanced at the door and saw a woman, who was at least 1.72 meters tall, strutting in stilettos that made her look even taller.
Pablo asked, “You’re also here to submit evidence against Clinton Whitley? How are you related to him?”
The tall woman said, “I’m his former mistress. Clinton Whitley isn’t a man of his word at all. He promised he would give me a villa in Aegean Sea Hills even if we broke up.”
“But now, he dumped me because he found another woman and all he gave me was a bag instead of a villa!”
Jordan and the rest laughed. They absolutely despised such young and pretty women who would become the mistress of older men for the sake of money.
‘She wants a multi-million-dollar villa for the two years that she has slept with him?’
‘If there’s such an easy thing in this world, all women don’t have to work hard anymore. They can just sleep with wealthy men!’
Jordan asked, “What evidence against him do you offer?”
The tall woman answered, “He has a mistress whom he hides from his wife. Isn’t that considered condemning evidence against him?”
It was indeed some controversial news about Clinton, but it wasn’t very useful.
If Clinton was now a very famous owner of a listed company or a popular celebrity, distasteful news about his private life and family would indeed affect his career.
However, Clinton wasn’t that famous. He was just a nameless property developer and real estate magnate.
Even if his extramarital affair and mistress were exposed, it would barely do any harm to him.
Pablo said, “We want evidence against Clinton Whitley’s crimes, which will deter him. What you have against him is probably not going to work. Take her away.”
Hearing Pablo’s command, Tim raised his hand and tried to pull the tall woman away.
Feeling indignant, the tall and beautiful woman said while being dragged, “Isn’t an extramarital sexual affair considered evidence against him?”
Jordan, Pablo and the others all laughed out loud because the evidence she was exposing would at most make Clinton a laughingstock.
“Give her $2000 as a reward for amusing us.”
Jordan instructed Tim.
Although she didn’t provide any material that would be lethal to Clinton, the amusing evidence that she had was still worth a little money.
However, after a few minutes, Jordan kept looking at the time to see that it was already close to 11 pm.
If he still didn’t have any damning evidence, Jordan probably wouldn’t be able to see Victoria tonight.
While Jordan was getting anxious, Tim walked in again and said, “Mr. Steele, there’s a middle-aged woman at the door.”
“Oh.”
Jordan was slightly surprised to see that there was really a woman in her forties standing at the door, dressed in ordinary clothes. She looked… rather plain.
Jordan could tell that she came from a mediocre background.
“Please come in,” Tim said to the middle-aged woman.
“Okay.” The woman nodded and walked in somewhat uncomfortably with her head hung low, feeling rather nervous.
‘Could it be because she had never seen such a luxurious presidential suite?’
Jordan was puzzled. ‘Clinton is considered a wealthy man in this city. How did he get involved with an ordinary woman?’
Pablo stepped forward and asked, “Do you have any evidence against Clinton?”
The middle-aged woman shook her head.
Pablo said impatiently, “Surely you didn’t come to the wrong place, did you? Tim, bring her away. Why did you bring her here without even getting a clear idea of the situation?”
To his surprise, the woman said anxiously, “I don’t have any evidence against Clinton Whitley, but I have evidence against his son!”
“Oh.”
Now Jordan and Pablo and the others were interested.
Sometimes, to destroy a person, you don’t necessarily have to deal with him personally. Dealing with their closest relatives would work too.
The middle-aged woman took out her phone and handed it to Pablo before saying, “Here’s a video of his son bullying his classmates in school.”
Pablo took the phone and handed it to Jordan, who then kicked the play button.
Jordan rested his chin on his hand and began pondering. Violence in school was a serious crime that would warrant a jail term of over six years.
However, sometimes, it’s possible to bribe the victim’s parents to get away with it. Besides, many parents feel kids should be given a lighter sentence and a second chance.
“Which one is Clinton Whitley’s son?” Pablo asked.
“The stumpy one,” the middle-aged woman answered.
Pablo frowned and said, “Mr. Jordan, even if this video gets out, I’m afraid Clinton won’t be afraid, will he?”
Jordan nodded.
Pablo looked at the middle-aged woman and said, “Your evidence isn’t worth 15 million dollars, but I’ll have someone transfer $15,000 to you.”
However, the middle-aged woman got anxious and said, “It definitely is worth millions! Try to blackmail Clinton Whitley with this and he’d definitely give you over 15 million dollars!”
Jordan suddenly felt that something was amiss. “Since this video is worth so much money, why don’t you ask him for money instead?”
The middle-aged woman lowered her head and said, “I don’t dare to… I’m his domestic helper and if he finds out, my family would be dead.”
‘So she’s his domestic helper. No wonder she looks like one.”
However, Pablo was still puzzled. “Isn’t it just a video of his son beating someone up? How can it be worth that much money? Why would Clinton stop this video from getting out regardless of the cost?”
At this moment, a smile appeared on Jordan’s face because he already knew the answer.
The game between Jordan and Clinton was now drawing to a close.
The victor is Jordan!