Chapter 313

• Jordan’s POV
• ​"My butler mentioned that you've been waiting outside with urgent matters on your mind," Uncle Vesper continued in that same terrifyingly smooth, even cadence.
• ​He didn't rush. He rose from his executive chair, picking up his bespoke charcoal suit jacket from the stand and slipping his broad shoulders into the fabric with fluid, effortless grace. His long, pale fingers reached up to adjust the silk knot of his tie with meticulous, almost surgical precision.