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Landon continued, “What’s this then? Finally deciding to get her back?”
“Eat your orange and shut up. Don’t ask what you shouldn’t know.”
“Shouldn’t know? I was the one who courted Alyssa from the start, so don’t give me that attitude!” Landon chewed on an orange slice.
“So what?” Jeremy gazed at him curiously. “She married me. Also, she shut you out the door.”
“Hey, don’t go rubbing that in my face now. Anyway, you’ve divorced her!”
Landon had a strong urge to smack Jeremy in the face with his orange. “If you were capable of divorcing herself, why rely on Xavier to do the dirty work?”
Landon said, “How long do you think it will take for you to drag this out before those two end up married, or worse-start having babies?”
Jeremy’s heart skipped several beats at the thought. Nevertheless, he said coldly, “Who told you I was going after her again?
“I need the information because she has taken away yet another project of mine. This time, she’s working with Jameson Schmidt. It will negatively impact the company moving forward.”
“Whatever you say, dude.” Landon cackled, then tossed an orange peel at his friend.
Jeremy caught it with his hand before crushing it into dry pulp.
Xavier had to resist the urge to laugh with every fiber of his being. “Mr. Jeremy, there appears to be no relationship between Madam and Mr. Jameson that is worth losing sleep over.
“She had eyes only for you in the past three years, and there’s no evidence of any involvement with the
Schmidt family on her end prior to that.”
Only then did Jeremy’s expression lighten up.
Jameson’s affections seemed to be purely one-sided.
“But I did find out that Mr. Victor Schmidt was last seen bringing his two sons, Jameson and David, to
Belbanks, most likely to visit Mr. Winston. Given the relations between their families… he… he wouldn’t be discussing a marriage alliance, would he?”
Both Landon and Jeremy were left stunned at the notion of a marriage alliance.
Jameson and Alyssa were childhood friends. Their families had a close friendship and were equally on par in terms of power. On top of that, they were just the right age. Marriage seemed almost inevitable.
Jeremy was seized by a dreadful, soul-crushing terror.
“Oh, well. Good game, well played. Landon shrugged. “Even if Alyssa refuses to marry him-now that
Victor has personally gone to see her father with Jameson in tow, Alyssa might just relent in the end if her father doesn’t let up on her …”
Jeremy was left speechless, and his expression was so sour that it looked like he had aged by a decade.
“Hey, do you think you’d be invited to their wedding? You were married to the bride, after all.”
Anger rose in Jeremy’s chest. “No, Alyssa would never acquiesce to her family’s insistence. She would
Landon couldn’t help but quip, “So goddamned sour.”
“Landon!”
“Fuck you, I was talking about the orange!”
Jeremy followed Landon to his family home in the evening for dinner. He had known Landon’s mother,
Penelope Miller since he was a child.
Despite their familiarity, he remained courteous and brought several presents for her benefit, from aged wines to gold pendants.
Penelope was just as generous and kind to Jeremy. She had prepared a feast for dinner, including many of his favorites.
“You’re biased, Mom!” Landon huffed. “You didn’t even make one favorite of mine. I knew bringing Jeremy over those years ago was a bad idea!”
“Unlike Jeremy here, you’ve eaten my cooking for over 20 years. Of course I have to treat him right this once. You just be quiet and enjoy the meal.”
Penelope was quite fond of Jeremy, having treated him like a son for years. “Try some of this. I remember you told me you liked it after school one time.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Harper,” Jeremy smiled, thanking his godmother.
“Eat up, Jeremy!” Zoe sat beside him and scooped some paella into his plate. “Here, I made this just for you. Try it!”
But before the rice could reach Jeremy’s plate, Jeremy stopped her. “Thank you, but I can help myself.”
Zoe blushed instantly, feeling awkward.
“She hasn’t used those silverware yet, Jeremy. Don’t worry about saliva.” Landon frowned, defending his sister.
“I’m sorry, Jeremy. I’ll use a clean fork.”
Zoe then used a new fork to serve Jeremy the seafood paella, but Jeremy stopped her once again. “I can help myself.”
That made Zoe pout. “We used to be inseparable, Jeremy. Have a few years apart really changed our bond? Remember how we used to share the same ice cream?”
“We were children then. Now, none of us are.” Jeremy looked away, scooping some stir-fried garlic green beans into his plate before eating them.
Zoe bit her lip and silently ate her helping of paella, expression upset.
Jeremy gazed at the spread of food on the table and remembered how Alyssa used to cook these for him, too.
These dishes took a long time to prepare. Alyssa usually spent the entire afternoon in the kitchen making them until oil and vapor stained her skin. Yet, he never once thanked her for them.
Even as they were cooked masterfully, on par with some of the renowned chefs in the country, Jeremy still never admitted or acted on the urge to have second helpings.
He remembered how Alyssa would gaze at him with hopeful expectation, waiting for words of encouragement or praise, but more often than not, end up with disappointment and sadness.
For some reason, Jeremy’s heart always hurt a little when he saw her like that.
But Alyssa would always regain her spirits and beam at him, saying, “That’s okay. I’ll do better next time!”
With Alyssa’s words resonating in his thoughts, Jeremy found himself uncertain if there would ever be another opportunity.
The food in his mouth started tasting more like wax than anything.
“Jeremy, is it true that your company is competing with KS World Hotel to organize Ada Kingsley’s wedding? I heard it from Betty,” Zoe asked curiously.
Zoe continued, “I heard she’s coming to Solana City in the next few days. Are you planning to host a
Landon couldn’t help but quip, “So goddamned sour.”
“Landon!”
“Fuck you, I was talking about the orange!”
Jeremy followed Landon to his family home in the evening for dinner. He had known Landon’s mother,
Penelope Miller since he was a child.
Despite their familiarity, he remained courteous and brought several presents for her benefit, from aged wines to gold pendants.
Penelope was just as generous and kind to Jeremy. She had prepared a feast for dinner, including many of his favorites.
“You’re biased, Mom!” Landon huffed. “You didn’t even make one favorite of mine. I knew bringing Jeremy over those years ago was a bad idea!”
“Unlike Jeremy here, you’ve eaten my cooking for over 20 years. Of course I have to treat him right this once. You just be quiet and enjoy the meal.”
Penelope was quite fond of Jeremy, having treated him like a son for years. “Try some of this. I remember you told me you liked it after school one time.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Harper,” Jeremy smiled, thanking his godmother.
“Eat up, Jeremy!” Zoe sat beside him and scooped some paella into his plate. “Here, I made this just for you. Try it!”
But before the rice could reach Jeremy’s plate, Jeremy stopped her. “Thank you, but I can help myself.”