Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 276: Chapter 276

When Jordan addressed him respectfully, Silas felt a surge of pride. 'After all, I'm Stella's elder. Jordan wouldn't dare do anything to me, would he?' Silas thought to himself.
"Someone, bring out the best coffee," Jordan ordered.
The assistant quickly went to carry out the order.
Jordan invited Silas to take a seat.
The assistant soon brought over the finest coffee. Jordan's office had a full coffee setup, and the assistant's coffee-making skills were so impressive that Silas was dazzled just watching the whole process.
After all the fancy steps, the coffee was finally placed in front of Silas.
He took a sip and couldn't help but sigh, "Now that's some really good coffee!" Silas had met people from all walks of life and had tasted both good and bad coffee, so he knew a thing or two about quality.
Jordan then signaled for the assistant to leave. Now, only Jordan and Silas were left in the office.
"Silas, ever since Stella and I got married, she's been focusing on her health and hasn't had the chance to go back to her grandma's place to visit you all. That's my fault, and I want to apologize to you for that," Jordan said sincerely.
Silas immediately waved his hand. "No, no, you're a big shot now, always so busy. I'm just really happy you could spare some time to see me today," he said, feeling secretly proud.
"I'm glad you understand, Silas. Here, have some coffee," Jordan said, offering him the cup.
Silas hadn't enjoyed this kind of comfort in ages. Missing a finger didn't bother him one bit. He was really savoring the coffee, almost feeling like he owned the whole place.
"By the way, Silas, you must have come to see me for something today. If you need anything, just feel free to ask. If it's within my power, I'll make it happen," Jordan said.
As soon as they got down to business, Silas set his cup aside. He nervously rubbed his hands on his thighs. "Honestly, I do have something pretty important I want to talk to you about today.
"I'm sure Stella's already told you about my past. I really messed up before, always causing trouble and making everyone worry at home.
"I've been doing a lot of soul-searching lately, wondering if I could actually accomplish something for once. I know I'm not young anymore, and maybe it's a little late, but it's never too late, right?
"I really want to turn things around. I recently spotted a business opportunity that looks like it could make some good money, so I was hoping you could lend me a bit of cash to get started.
"Don't worry, I'm not just asking for a loan here. I want you to come in as the majority shareholder. We can sign a contract, and you'll get 70% while I take 30%. I guarantee there's no way you'll lose money on this."
Jordan took a sip of his coffee. His expression stayed calm, making it impossible to tell what he was really thinking.
Silas grew uncertain, his hands unconsciously balling into fists.
"How much are we talking about investing?" Jordan set his cup down.
Silas said excitedly, "It might take fifteen million."
Jordan's face gave nothing away, so no one could tell what he was thinking. "Fifteen million? That's not much. Alright, hang on a sec. I'll have finance get it ready for you. You should have the money by the end of the day," he said.
With that, Jordan headed back to his desk and made the call.
Silas couldn't believe how smoothly things were going. When he left home earlier, his family didn't buy it. They said Jordan was way too shrewd to just bail him out of his gambling debts so easily.
But Silas had insisted he had a plan and that he'd find a way to get Jordan to cough up the cash.