Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 76: Brew a Cup of Green Tea, With That Vibe
Sitting in the office, Iris Crawford suddenly sneezed. She crumpled up the newspaper and impatiently twirled the pen in her hand.
Why would a criminal in prison suddenly die of an illness? Was it really an illness or was someone responsible?
Does Jordan Jacobs really have such abilities?
No, she has known Jordan Jacobs for so long, and the Jacobs Family has always been honest business people. In this regard, even Jordan Jacobs might not be able to reach far.
So who is helping behind the scenes...
With a sigh, Iris grabbed a handful of hair and happened to see Leo Langdon coming out of the President’s office with Lachlan Wyatt after filing a report. He gave Iris a glance, noticing her tightly furrowed brows for the first time.
She’s always been a rebellious character, so it’s rare to see her troubled. Leo wanted to see her flustered, but just as Iris furrowed her brows for a moment, she relaxed after scrolling through her phone.
She even hummed a little tune.
Leo was a bit confused, leaned in for a closer look, and found Iris browsing her own Weibo comments. She recently announced her involvement in the production of a huge TV series, playing the ultimate villain in it. The comments below, however, were quite captivating.
Some said she was shameless, causing a ruckus in the entertainment circle just because her family has money. Others were looking forward to seeing her play the villain, wondering if it would be exceptionally vivid and exciting.
This part of the comments lifted Iris’s spirits. She indeed wanted Jordan Jacobs to fall from grace quickly. Yet, considering the size and influence of the Jacobs Family, a one-time collapse was impossible. There would inevitably be comebacks when someone invested to revive them, so she knew she hadn’t lost yet.
Thinking about this, Iris figured she should look into why the prisoner died unexpectedly. She planned to find James Chesterton, the know-it-all, after work for a thorough investigation.
What Iris didn’t expect was that Jordan Jacobs led Yvonne Jennings to Lachlan Wyatt’s company.
The last cooperation also involved a contract signed by Jordan Jacobs, as if giving the Jacobs Family a breather. Naturally, they were here to discuss follow-up matters with Lachlan Wyatt. His timing was impeccable, almost as if telling Iris, "You want to oppose me? I’m still the unshakable Jacobs Family!"
Today, Yvonne had dressed meticulously, leaning on Jordan’s arm as they arrived. The two looked as beautiful as in a TV drama. Now that Jordan had the capital to make a comeback, he was naturally unafraid of a lawsuit with Iris. The confrontation was already open, so why leave any way out for the other!
He reached the door of the top-floor office but was blocked by Iris, who didn’t look kindly. "Master Jacobs didn’t make an appointment, what brings you here today?"
"I’m here to discuss matters with the President, is it your place to speak?"
Jordan sneered, staring at Iris who stood in his way, feeling both angry and resentful. Despite numerous attempts to reconcile with her, this woman gave him no face!
Deep down, he was quite disappointed. Since learning that Iris was his formerly overweight wife, he held onto hope, but Iris... Iris, why did you choose Lachlan Wyatt over me!
With such thoughts, Jordan’s words became even more laden with resentment, "Stay out of matters that don’t concern you!"
Beside him, Leo suddenly stood up, "As President Wyatt’s assistants, it’s necessary to prepare in advance. Master Jacobs, why don’t you wait in the conference room first while I report to President Wyatt."
To de-escalate the situation, Leo suggested to Iris, "Iris, lead Master Jacobs to the conference room."
Leo had a higher rank than Iris. After all, he was one of the few trusted by Lachlan Wyatt. Since he said so, if Jordan continued to press, it would only make him seem petty. So, with a cold snort, Jordan jerked his chin towards Iris, "You heard him, lead me to the conference room."
Iris gritted her teeth. At any other time, she would have refused, but she was at work now. It was her job, so she could only swallow her temper and escorted Jordan to the conference room, this time a bigger one. Once inside, she rolled her eyes and was about to leave, but Jordan called out to her, "Wait a minute."
Iris didn’t stop.
Jordan was annoyed, "Iris, didn’t you hear me ask you to wait!"
"Wait for what?" Iris pointed at herself. "You’re discussing business with Lachlan Wyatt, not with me. Why should I wait for you?"
Jordan was choked by Iris’s retort. It was true; he was there to discuss business with her boss, not necessary to have a secretary waiting on the side. But since he was here, Jordan certainly wanted to trouble Iris a bit.
Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Is this how your company treats guests?"
Iris took a deep breath to calm her emotions, plastering on a smile as she looked at Jordan, "What would you like to drink?"
Jordan was intent on irking her, "When I used to come back from a business trip, you’d always brew a cup of Pu’er for me. I’m not sure if your company has it."
Iris almost gagged from disgust. His words were meant to humiliate her for how much she had loved him back then, loved him so much she’d lose herself, even brewing Pu’er tea while waiting for his return!
Clenching her fingers tightly, Iris said with a forced smile, "There’s only instant coffee in the drawer."
"Instant coffee will do."
Suddenly, Yvonne interjected, "You haven’t been sleeping well lately, you should have some coffee to perk up."
These words also carried an implication — why hadn’t he slept well? Wasn’t it because Iris kept throwing bombs at them one after another!
Iris smiled through gritted teeth, saying nothing as she turned to make coffee, which she served in a plastic cup, dropping it in front of them with ill temper.
Almost spilled the coffee.
Yvonne Jennings was originally looking sick due to depression, but now seeing Iris Crawford in discomfort, she suddenly felt great and sarcastically asked, "What’s wrong, Miss Crawford? Your work attitude seems off."
Iris raised an eyebrow, had Yvonne leveled up in her manipulation? She’s much more like a green tea bitch now than before, so Iris crossed her arms and said, "My employee number is on my badge, go ahead, complain."
Yvonne snorted lightly, leaning beside Jordan Jacobs, picked up the plastic cup, and personally fed him a sip of coffee, then put the cup down and took a napkin to wipe his mouth.
Iris’s mouth twitched – Yvonne’s actions made it seem like Jordan was disabled, was she trying to perform for Iris with all this acting?
"You’re already divorced, no need to keep clashing, right?"
Yvonne was really something, bringing up their divorce now, such talent for speaking is a waste as a homewrecker.
After saying this, Yvonne looked triumphantly at Iris, only for Iris to say expressionlessly, "Yeah, we’re divorced, I don’t want this man anymore, how come you still haven’t landed him? I thought Jordan would be rushing to get a certificate with you as soon as we divorced."
Yvonne’s perfect smile faltered at this moment, and after a while she said through gritted teeth, "We should’ve gotten the certificate, but Miss Crawford ruined our wedding, you haven’t forgotten, have you!"
"Of course not." Iris smiled sweetly, "I always remember, it wakes me from sleep with laughter!"
Yvonne gasped coldly, about to say something when someone arrived late from outside.
Indeed late, but if they were standing outside witnessing the drama for a while, only Lachlan Wyatt would know.
He smiled delicately and insincerely, walked into the meeting room, pulled out a chair at the other end of the table and sat down, while Leo Langdon placed the computer in front of him.
Adjusting his posture, Lachlan beckoned to Iris, "Iris."
Iris, provoked by Jordan Jacobs and Yvonne Jennings, responded irritably, "What?"
Those two were startled, how dare this woman speak to Lachlan Wyatt like that?
But Lachlan didn’t get angry at all, kept waving her over, "Come here, to me."
He pulled out the chair beside him and patted it, "Sit and talk."
Iris snorted, swayed her way to Lachlan, sat down with a noticeable sound.
"..." Lachlan could tell from the sound she was indeed vexed by the loathsome pair across.
But for some reason, seeing Iris this riled up amused him, rarely seeing her fuming, he wanted to scratch her chin, so Lachlan wrapped his arm around Iris, not fearing the gaze from Jordan and Yvonne opposite, he said, "Asked you to make me tea, why’d you bring coffee?"
Iris pointed her bright red fingernails at Jordan on the opposite side, "He made things difficult, insisted on Pu’er tea. With none in the office, I could only use my instant coffee."
"You were hard done by, using your stuff for public expenses, I’ll reimburse you later."
Lachlan pinched Iris’s nose, Iris pushed him off, "Don’t touch me, I’m in a bad mood today."
Across, Jordan watched in shock, what was happening, Iris daring to swipe Lachlan’s hand off?
Others flaunt love deliberately, appearing deeply entwined, like Yvonne who couldn’t be separated from Jordan even in an earthquake. But Iris was different, with Lachlan beside making moves on her, yet she kept swatting his hands away.
Indifference in flaunting, that’s true flaunting.
Performance for show, that’s lacking what you’re acting!
Contrastingly, Yvonne suddenly felt the sharp disparity, her acts so deliberate, performed for Iris, only exposed her sensitivity, whereas Iris was indifferent to Lachlan’s teasing!
Jordan felt sour and angry, still he heard Lachlan seriously instructing Iris, "But I want tea as well."
Iris sneered, "What do you want to drink? Mineral water would do, cool off."
"..." Who’s the one really heated here?
Glancing at Yvonne opposite, Lachlan curled his lips into a sly smile, squinted his beautiful eyes, "Go make me a, cup, of, green, tea, okay. Remember, make it just right with that flavor."
Green tea.
Yvonne’s face instantly turned pale!
Wasn’t that indirectly calling her a green tea bitch!
