Chapter 82 I Am Mr Ford

Jordan was right outside the villa. From where he stood, he could see what was going on in the living room. It was warmly lit, and the kids were piecing a puzzle together on a mat. Rachel was working on her laptop on the sofa, and she would look at the kids from time to time, a smile curling her lips. It was a happy scene, and Jordan didn't want to disturb it. He pursed his lips, but in the end, he pressed the doorbell.