Chapter 389 Ego—Some Bruised, Some Battered, And One Very Handsomely Stroke

Knowing that this was all for the bigger good of the family, Jordan took a deep breath and forced his ire down. The most important thing he had to do right now was to fool Zayn into giving up the money. As for payback? Well, he had time. With that in mind, Jordan smiled. “This is Liber Pater’s Les Liberalia. If you like it so much, Zayn, I’m happy to procure more for you.” “Really? Thanks! Ten bottles for me, please,” Zayn said, cracking a toothy grin. The corner of Jordan’s lips twitched. Ten bottles of Liber Pater?! What did he think he was ordering—Coca-Cola? As the exchange dragged on, Zayn’s antics embittered the crowd more and more. And yet, they could not afford to show even a faint sign of vexation. “Right. I’ll do my best,” Jordan babbled, his smile ossified. He had never been so humiliated in his life since the day he turned into the patriarch of the family! He paused for a moment before asking, “Zayn, as we were discussing—” “Oh, Uncle Jordan, that was so out of left