My Son is Not My Son
Chapter 4: Jordan, William and Sam.

"So what problems are you facing? I know you lied to Dad from yesterday." Adi in a wise tone, find out what is really going on.

"I don't know where Febi's been divorced Mike, Dad."

"Decorated ... " Adi was so shocked. Then, holding the chest that suddenly felt sharp pain, until his daughter also stroked his chest.

"Dad! Tell me where yamg is sick. I'm calling the doctor, okay?" Febi was afraid something would happen to her father. It took him about two minutes until his father no longer grimaced and exhaled a few times.

"Dad is okay. " Adi thought back to Febi, but Mike had shown so much concern for Febi that he had to put aside Febi's match with Meyer's son. "Mike really did that to you?"

Febi glanced at Adam on the bed, afraid that the son could still hear in his sleep. Febi whispered to Dad. " .... "

Adi touched Febi's back head. His daughter received a malicious accusation that led to Michael not coming home. "So, is something wrong with the twins' DNA test results?"

"Febi was sure it wasn't right, and I also knew that hospitals all over town were on good terms with the Xanders." Febi did not expect the reaction of an enthusiastic father.

"How dare they accuse you!" Adi's hand was clenched with a face filled with dark aura.

"Dad, not angry with Febi?"

"Depends who's wrong here. Do you really feel like you didn't betray her?" Ask Adi a little suspiciously.

"For God's sake, Febi didn't lie."

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Elsewhere, Jordan gas-stamped from home, passing through a dull night. Arriving at a large house, Jordan finds his friends have been partying.

"Well, you're finally here." William turned away from the billiard board and handed his wand to a woman.

"You guys are partying without me" Jordan grumbled. He looked at the laptop screen that was on and displayed the engine modification of a car that became his friend's project. He smirked at the thought of the red Ferrari GTO car.

"Come on, you really don't want to race this time? You know what the prize is .... I got a leak." William leaned over and whispered, "Bugatti Royale Type 41 Kellner Coupe."

"Nothing is free, no one wants to take off the car nuanced nobility. However, the owner was willing to sell for half the price and it was only released to the winner of the race this time." William blinked one eye.

"63 billion is cheap!" Sam chimed in while hitting Jordan's shoulder.

Jordan is still gawking. "Why did he let go of his Ferrari so cheaply?"

"Some say the owner is old, so look for the right new master and love his car the way he treats it. Some say, the car also caused a commotion because it became the scramble of his children. Ah, it's not important. Now, what's important is that you don't, huh?" Will teases with a fussy smile.

"Imagine try! Riding a car with a length of almost 6.7 m with a large engine and has a strong engine performance. Wow, you're such a handsome prince of the kingdom, Jordan!" Sam keeps Jordan drooling.

"When else would you have this golden opportunity? You can use it to propose to your beloved Jesslyn." William spoke in front of Jordan's cheek.

"Damn you!" Jordan was angry for a moment.

"Will, don't spoil Jordan's mood! Rich doesn't know, he loves Jesslyn too much." Sam turns out to be teasing Jordan again. Next he elbowed Jordan to crouch and hold pain in the abdomen.

"Don't eat it!" Will laughed heartily at Sam's face turning dark from enduring the pain.

"Come, Bro. The Bugatti Royalle." Will ruffles Jordan's curly hair in blond color.

William and Sam do have plans for Jordan to return to the race track. Actually, the price of the car is intact, but it is sold! But Will and Sam join forces so that later if Jordan wins, then Jordan only pays half the price.

"May also." Jordan stroked his chin while thinking. If he owned the noble car, then he would modify it with the smart technology of the present. It was the most brilliant idea of his life.

But before that, Jordan wanted to buy the Ferrari GTO for his race. Does it still have enough time to change the Ferrari engine? In fact, people who have a rare car, usually do not want to sell their car. Did the lady bangs want to let go of the Ferrari. "When is the time, Sam?"

"It's still six months away" Sam said. He believes his best friend is tempted.

Jordan biting his lower lip, time is very tight. He'll do everything he can to find the woman.