Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Hahaha.”

Feeling heartened, Herman laughed out loud and looked at his brilliant daughter with a look of gratification.

“Elle, I raised how, how could I not know your strengths?”

Elle said, “Why didn't you let me wear… clothes that are more revealing?”

Herman shook his head and said,”My dear daughter, if you wear a revealing outfit on your first meeting, Mr. Steele will look down on you and think that you're a frivolous woman without self-respect.”

“Your goal is to marry Mr. Steele, not become his lover or mistress. So, your fas.h.i.+on sense mustn't be tacky.”

“We've just met Miss Clarke and her secretary, Ashley Rose. Do you remember how they dressed?”

Elle was a vain girl, so she obviously remembered what they wore.

Elle nodded and said, “They both wore the same kind of outfit, consisting of a white s.h.i.+rt paired with a black skirt, but that secretary's skirt was even shorter than Victoria Clarke's knee-length skirt.”

Herman nodded and said, “The difference in the length of their skirts is what sets them apart. Victoria Clarke obviously has a better figure than Ashley Rose, but as the deputy president, she had to dress more presentably.”

“The same goes for you. You have to make yourself look cla.s.sy and elegant. Only then will Mr. Steele cherish you.”

Thinking that Herman made a lot of sense, Elle said, “Thanks, Dad, I'll definitely s.n.a.t.c.h Mr. Steele back from Victoria Clarke!”

Herman nodded his head in gratification. Once his daughter could get married to the president of Ace Corporation, Old Mrs. Camden would value Herman, his wife, and his children more.

When the time comes, the Camdens' a.s.sets worth close to hundreds of millions of dollars and the position as the next helmsman of the company would undoubtedly belong to Herman!

Just like that, the two of them remained seated for more than ten minutes.

“Why aren't they serving us any coffee or tea? Is the hospitality of Ace Corporation so bad?”

Elle's mouth was getting a little dry from talking, and only then did she realize that the secretary didn't serve them any drinks.

Elle couldn't contain her anger any longer, and she opened the door to yell at Ashley, “Miss Rose, we'd like to have two cups of tea.”

“Alright, please wait a moment.”

Ashley agreed, but after more than ten minutes pa.s.sed, she still hadn't served the tea yet.

“This is infuriating! That secretary was just patronizing me!” Elle exclaimed, stomping her feet furiously.

Not wanting Elle's mood to be affected, Herman comforted, “When you become the president's wife, just fire her. Simmer down, Mr. Steele may come in at any moment.”

“Oh.”

Elle immediately got back into her elegant sitting posture, smiling like a dignified lady.

Just like that, half an hour pa.s.sed.

“Dad, I can't keep up with this anymore. It's too tiring to sit like a demure lady. This is exhausting. Why isn't Mr. Steele here yet?”

Elle laid down on the sofa and put her legs up too.

Herman took a glance at Elle's sloppy posture, which was unbearable to look at, and shook his head. “It seems Mr. Steele doesn't value us. He even made us wait for an hour.”

At this moment, Jordan pushed the door and entered.

When Jordan saw Elle placing her feet on the couch despite wearing high heels, he couldn't help but interject.

“Elle, I know you behave very casually at home, but why are you so casual when you're outside too? Didn't your father tell you that it's vulgar to behave like this?”

After Elle heard the door getting slammed shut, she was so frightened that she hurriedly tucked her legs in and started sitting in a ladylike posture again.

After Jordan saw it, he added, “Well, it's the first time in three years that I've ever seen you wearing a dress that covers so much of your body. I didn't expect you to be able to look like a demure lady.”

Herman had undeniably picked out a suitable outfit for his daughter.

If Jordan did not know Elle before this, he would have definitely gotten a good impression of her during their first meeting. He would even want to get to know her better.

Hearing Jordan's compliment, Elle said with a look of disgust, “Get lost, stop ogling at me. I didn't wear this dress for you. I know you're harboring designs on me because you heard my father say today that Grandpa intended for you to marry me back then.”

“But, how can a country b.u.mpkin like you be worthy of a s.h.i.+ning star like me? You're not even worthy of Hailey Camden, let alone me.”

Although Elle was very feminine, Jordan never had any designs on him in the past three years.

“Elle, you misunderstood. I just thought…”

Elle hurriedly snapped without giving him a chance to speak at all. “You're not allowed to even think about it!”

Jordan shook his head helplessly and sat down to look at Herman without bothering about her at all.

However, before he could speak, Herman said to Jordan, “Jordan, you're just a bodyguard. What are you doing up here? Where is Mr. Steele?”

Previously, Jordan had already told them that he was the president of Ace Corporation, but they didn't believe him, so he didn't bother to repeat it.

Jordan said, “You are here to discuss the project regarding the top-cla.s.s private residences, right? You may just speak to me.”

Herman said disdainfully, “Speak to you? What's the point of that? You're a lowly bodyguard and a loser who only knows to resort to violence. Do you know anything about the project? Do you even know anything about business?”

Jordan was enraged too. “That means you don't want to discuss, huh? Alright, I'll leave now.”

“Wait a minute.” Elle suddenly pulled Jordan to stop him, taking him by surprise immediately.

Elle smiled kindly and asked, “Jordan, don't go, let me ask you something. You have been Victoria Clarke's bodyguard for the past two days, so you should be familiar with the relations.h.i.+p between her and Mr. Steele, right?”

Jordan nodded and said, “I do understand some of it.”

Elle continued asking smilingly, “Well then, can you tell me how close Victoria Clarke and Mr. Steele are? Do they live together? Do they live in Mr. Steele or Victoria Clarke's place?”

Jordan knew that Elle was a blabbermouth who would spread the word about everything.

Previously, when Victoria said that she and Jordan were lovers, it had already affected his reputation. Hence, he wanted to take this opportunity to let Elle spread the word and let more people know that he had nothing to do with Victoria.

Jordan said, “They've broken up.”

His answer didn't embarra.s.s Victoria. He didn't deny that he and Victoria were lovers, but he also managed to restore the fact he was single.

After hearing his answer, Elle and Herman were so agitated that they were about to cry.

“Broke up? They broke up? Hahaha…” Elle laughed out loud.

Herman smacked his thighs in excitement and exclaimed, “Heaven is really helping us! Heaven is helping our family!”

Jordan asked in confusion, “Why are you two so happy about the fact that they've broken up?”

Elle smiled and got back into her dignified sitting posture, with one leg atop the other. She looked all lofty and n.o.ble.

“Jordan… I mean, Jordy.”

Jordan was dumbfounded. 'Why did Elle give me a nickname? What is she getting up to?'

Elle said, “Jordy, on the account that you used to be my cousin-in-law, I'll give you a chance to serve me, the future wife of your boss. Go bring me some tea!”

'Wife of my boss?'