Jesse Rowan clenched his fists tightly, a hint of a smile curling up the corners of his mouth.
Stripping away the laughter, there was a frosty chill in the depth of his eyes.
He admitted the woman was quite attractive, but Jesse Rowan had seen more beautiful women than he had crossed bridges.
It was just that he had not yet tired of her. Once he did, would he still pamper her like this?
Jesse Rowan took off his overcoat and walked towards the study upstairs.
Recently, he needed to gather his thoughts. After all, he was about to take control of both the Cheney and the Harry Family companies, and he would be busy.
This feeling of holding power was indeed exhilarating, instantly giving him a sense of pride at the top of Landon's food chain.
It couldn't be better.
When the time comes, what could he not have?
When he takes over the Harry Family's company, he would let Yacob Harry taste what it's like to fall from heaven to hell, to understand what destruction means.
