With Chad and Jack's matters all sorted, Charlotte's mood was naturally high.
She looked away from her phone screen, only to jump in surprise at the sight of Jordan's zoomed-in face.
She crossed her arms and looked at Jordan with an unhurried air like she could see right through him, "Spit it out. What do you need from me now?"
Upon hearing this, a look of delight crossed Jordan's face. He replied with a playful grin, "Sis... The old man froze my card again, could you maybe talk to him for me? He certainly would listen to you."
Charlotte glanced sideways at him, recognizing the scheming look in his eyes, and lazily replied, "Why don't you just keep quiet for a while? Give it some time, and the old man will surely show you some leniency."
As she spoke, an aggrieved look appeared on Jordan's face. Just as he was about to say something, the doorbell rang, interrupting him.
Putting her phone down, Charlotte stood up and walked over to answer the door.