The Abandoned Husband Dominates

ordan smiled.
“My family doesn’t live in South Kensington.”

“Heh.” Fanny sneered.
She finally made Jordan admit that he was not a rich second-generation heir!

Jordan could not be bothered to explain.
He asked, “Are you guys drinking at the Churchill Bar at One Whitehall Place? Lauren, I’ll leave with your father first.
I’ll pick you up later.”

“Yes, the Churchill Bar at One Whitehall Place,” Fanny confirmed.
“I heard that Lauren is the Queen of English bars? Does that mean I don’t have to treat you today?”

Although Fanny appeared friendly to Jordan on the surface and did not say anything too overboard, her words were full of hidden jibes.
Moreover, everything she said seemed to be a test, trying to expose Jordan.

Jordan said, “Yes, all the bars in England belong to Lauren.
Order whatever you want at the Churchill Bar tonight.
You don’t have to pay.”

Fanny and the other two were overjoyed.
“Is that true? We will take it that you are serious!”

Lauren was also very happy and excited! Ever since she got married, she had another title: The Queen of English Bars! Her friends called her that in private.
Over time, Lauren had gotten used to this title.
Moreover, it
was given to her by Jordan, the man she loved the most.
She liked it very much!

Tugging at the corner of Jordan’s shirt in embarrassment, she asked softly, “Is that true? Would the people at the bar really recognize me?”

Jordan said with a smile, “Honey, do you think I’m lying to you? Don’t worry, all the bars belong to the same company.
The boss of that company is you and me.
All the bar owners know your name.
When the time
comes, all you have to do is show him your identification.
I promise, he’ll serve you like a queen.”

Asmile appeared on Lauren’s face.

Fanny felt very annoyed, but she smiled and said, “Let’s hurry to Lauren’s bar then.
I can’t wait to leech off of her.”

Zara smiled as well.
“Me too.
I want the most expensive bottle of wine!”

Beatrice said, “How can one bottle be enough? At least three, haha.”

Lauren was also very generous.
“Girls, order whatever you want.
It’s my treat!”

Jordan felt content as he watched Lauren and her schoolmates chattering happily.

“Honey, bring your friends to enjoy yourselves.
You’re the queen of bars here, so all the bars are your property!”

Jordan did not buy a house for Lauren or give her a car.
He hated giving things that most women hankered after.
However, what Jordan had given Lauren was more than just a house or car!
The four beautiful women rode the white Rolls-Royce to the Churchill Bar at One Whitehall Place.
Entering the bar, they realized that there were not many people inside.
The four of them sat at the bar.
These four beauties instantly attracted the attention of many men.

Zara rapped on the countertop and said to the waiter, “Give us a bottle of your most expensive wine!”

Beatrice smiled.
“We want four bottles!”

The waiter was cleaning a wine glass as he reminded them.
“Ladies, our most expensive wine here costs several thousand pounds.”

Zara smiled.
“What’s a few thousand pounds? We don’t have to pay anyway.
Your lady boss is here.
Don’t you recognize her?”

“Lady boss?” The waiter was confused.

Lauren introduced herself nervously to the waiter.
“Um… hello, I’m Lauren Howard from Greene King Bar Group.”

But the waiter just replied, “So? What makes you think that you don’t need to pay for your drinks?”.