Jordy's face dropped.
He looked coldly at Newell. "That's my business."
"Your business?" Newell laughed angrily. "Do you think you're not part of the Collins family? Look at what you've done to the company since you and Gloria divorced. Do you know what people say? I don't care about fame or fortune. But look at what you're doing to Gloria. Who do you think you are?"
Jordy was Newell's son. The last remark sounded too cruel.
Jordy laughed angrily.
"I'll help you this time," Newell said coldly. "But you have to figure out what to do next. Getting a marriage annulled is no joke. Think about it."
With that, Newell got up and headed out.
Jordy remained seated and didn't look back. His cold eyes were still fixed on Gloria, who was in a coma, and mixed feelings washed over him.
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