The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 120

Jordan went up to see Ronan and spilled the beans about what was going on. During the conversation,

Jordan was clearly siding with Cordelia, while Manda was adamant that Ronan should be the one to

make the decision.

Ronan thought about Adrian giving Cordelia the bag this morning. He had warned her to be careful, but

he knew that it would be hard for her to be mindful in such a short time.

"You dare to investigate my wife?" Ronan said to Jordan, leaning back in his chair, his gazes like

daggers, piercing into Jordan.

"I know...but if we don't investigate, people won't calm down." Jordan was sweating bullets.

Jordan felt that Ronan was protecting Cordelia because he must have sensed something was off.

Manda's shopping receipt gave Jordan more confidence.

"If we don't investigate, people will think Cordelia swapped the bags. By protecting her and not allowing

an inquiry, she won't be able to clear her name, and it will only make matters more awkward for her.

What I'm doing is actually for Cordelia, to help her clear any suspicion." Jordan said.

Ronan frowned. He and Cordelia had been having a bit of a tiff, and he seldom sent messages to her.

And with Jordan here, he couldn't send any at all. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Then the phone rang, it was Cordelia. "Mr. Evans, Mr. Jordan probably wants you to witness the

investigation. Just come down." Cordelia said seriously on the other end of the line.

"Are you sure?" Ronan asked with a furrowed brow. He trusted that Cordelia would never do such a

thing, but she might not be able to escape Adrian's trap.

"I'm sure. I'd like to prove my innocence in front of you."

"Let's go to the Finance Department." Ronan said after hanging up the phone.

Jordan was secretly delighted, thinking, if he could dig up all of Cordelia's issues, combined with her

bad impression on Ronan, it would be tough for her to move to the Audit Department in the future. She

would have to tread carefully under him.

This was Ronan's second time in the Finance Department. The last time was when he needed a shirt

from Cordelia.

Manda was staring at Cordelia with a pained expression.

Cordelia had been working in front of her computer and hadn't left.

"This is the laser tag on the bag Manda bought. Mr. Evans, take a look." Jordan passed Manda's phone

over, "It's this number."

"Cordelia..." Jordan said.

Cordelia reluctantly dumped out the contents of her bag and handed it over to Jordan.

"Go ahead." Cordelia seemed quite confident in herself and disappointed in the folks in the Finance

Department, and she went back to her work.

Ronan watched her, her hands typed swiftly on the keyboard, and she could swiftly read numbers when

working. She was a very competent finance professional. He could tell that Cordelia was pissed but

she kept mum.

"What's the result, Mr. Jordan?" Manda asked.

Jordan was sweating buckets and didn't dare to look at Ronan.

"What's going on?" Ronan asked Jordan as well.

"This...this number seems to be different..." Jordan said.

"What?" Manda was so shocked she sat down abruptly, "How can it be different?"

"How can it be the same? Why would your bag be with me?" Cordelia said coldly to Manda.

Manda’s face was now flushed red. "But clearly..." She looked anxious and confused. Was it possible

that Adrian tricked her and took her bag?

Manda snatched Cordelia's bag from Jordan's hands without a second thought. She seemed to be

clutching at straws, searching through Cordelia's bag. She knew that after this fiasco, her days at

Lumos Enterprises could be numbered. Mr. Evans had personally handled the issue. And she had truly

embarrassed herself this time. She didn't know whether it was Cordelia or Adrian who had fooled her,

leaving her running around like a headless chicken.

Suddenly, Manda burst out laughing.

Cordelia got the creeps, "What are you laughing at?"

"The esteemed Mrs. Evans, carrying a fake bag. Look at this label, how fake can it get? It's all about

the appearance, isn't it?" Manda exclaimed, throwing Cordelia's bag onto the ground.