Chapter 9: Exiled from the Camdens

Ryan smirked as he pulled up Jordan’s records. With a few taps on his phone, he confirmed the so-called truth.

“Tyler is right! Jordan received a one-star rating yesterday for poor attitude and throwing food on the ground—exactly as Tyler said!”

The room buzzed with murmurs, the crowd shifting further against Jordan.

He exhaled sharply, then turned to Hailey.

“Aren’t you going to explain why I dropped the food?”

Hailey simply crossed her arms, her stance calculated.

“You were inattentive at work. You have a terrible temper.”

Laughter rippled through the hall.

“Well said!” someone chimed in.

Jordan wanted to applaud her audacity.

‘So I’m the one at fault for reacting like any man would?’

‘I should’ve just smiled, handed your lover his food, and thanked him for taking care of my wife?’

Disgust curled his lips.

“You’re the one who failed at your job, Jordan.”

“If you can’t prove Hailey cheated, shut up.”

“Even if she did, you have no right to complain. You’re just a live-in son-in-law!”

The crowd’s mockery grew louder.

Hailey, the heiress, stood untouchable. Jordan, the outsider, was nothing more than an afterthought.

Jordan chuckled bitterly.

“So this is the world we live in—where only the rich have a voice.”

He didn’t waste his breath defending himself. Instead, he turned to Old Mrs. Camden.

“You accused me of cheating. Do you have any proof?”

She glanced at Hailey, who quickly shook her head.

Old Mrs. Camden sighed dramatically.

“Since neither of you can prove anything, we’ll drop the matter.”

Jordan’s shoulders tensed.

They brushed aside the real betrayal—but still wanted to punish him.

“However,” Old Mrs. Camden continued, “you still beat up my grandson. That cannot be ignored.”

Jordan’s jaw tightened.

He turned to Drew, who was still nursing his wounds.

“He tried to stab me at Green Park Estate.” Surveillance cameras had recorded everything, and the security guards could testify.

“If you push this, we’ll call the police. And I promise you, Drew won’t walk away unscathed.”

The Camden elders stiffened.

They knew the law was not on their side. Jordan had fought barehanded. Drew, on the other hand, had used a weapon.

If this went to court, Drew would suffer the worse punishment.

Old Mrs. Camden’s fingers curled into a fist.

“You’ve been living off of us for years, and now you act like you’re powerful?”

Jordan’s voice was calm but firm.

“I’ve always respected you, Old Mrs. Camden. I’ve taken care of you for three years, more than Drew ever has. I only ask for one thing—
Allow Hailey to divorce me.”

The room fell silent.

It didn’t matter how much Jordan had done for the Camdens—he would never be family.

Old Mrs. Camden turned to the crowd.

She raised her voice so everyone could hear.

“Many of you know that three years ago, my late husband arranged for us to take in a live-in son-in-law.”

“It was a promise to an old friend. For three years, I upheld it.”

“But my granddaughter has been unhappy. Her parents have begged for divorce multiple times, and I always refused.”

She sighed deeply.

“But today, Jordan has disgraced our family.”

Her sharp gaze fell on him.

“Jordan is no longer a Camden. From this moment on, he is banished from our family!”

The crowd erupted into cheers.

“Congratulations, Old Mrs. Camden!”

“Hailey, you’re finally free!”

Wine glasses clinked together, celebrating Jordan’s downfall.

Sylvie, beaming with joy, turned to the guests.

“Here’s a fun fact! Jordan and Hailey never even slept in the same bed. In fact, he’s never even touched her hand!”

The room burst into laughter.

Hailey pouted playfully.

“Mom! Why would you say that in front of everyone? You’re making me shy.”

Her fake modesty made the bachelors in the room even more intrigued.

Hailey wasn’t just beautiful—she was untouched.

She was now Orlando’s most eligible bachelorette.

Jordan watched them celebrate.

They were overjoyed to be rid of him.

He clenched his fists, his voice low.

“Are you all so eager to be rid of me?”

His gaze landed on Hailey.

“Hailey, I wonder if you’ll still be laughing when you find out who I really am.”