Chapter 349

Midnight was creeping up in no time, but Zanzimar was still alive with lights and movement. An upscale club was tucked away among the thousands of city lights. Inside one of the private rooms, Whitney had already downed three drinks in a row. Across from her, Jordan showed no signs of letting her off easy. He wore a cheerful smile on his round, well-fed face, but the glint in his eyes sent a chill through her. Whitney gathered her courage and said, "Mr. Coleman, I've already downed three drinks. Let's just call it even. How about considering it an apology?" Jordan flashed a grin. "No hurry. You came all this way to apologize in person, so I know you mean it. I wouldn't want a stunning woman like you feeling uncomfortable." "So, does that mean you think the plan will work?" Whitney asked. Jordan nodded. "Of course. I think this plan is flawless. Don't worry. Once it's done, I'll make sure you're well taken care of. I've got more resources than I know what to do with, so when the t