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“You naughty sweet-talker,” she grumbled lovingly and shuddered from the electrifying sensation on her fingertips.
Then, she purred, “Alright now. Let’s eat. The food’s getting cold.”
Jeremy let go of her momentarily and prepared to dig in when her phone rang. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed it was a call from Cyrus. Putting Cyrus on speaker, she questioned, “Cyrus, what’s wrong?”
“Lyse, I have good news and bad news for you. Which one would you like to learn first?” Cyrus sounded troubled.
She looked into Jeremy’s eyes. “Tell me the good news.”
“We will charge Sophia for drug possession and drug use, that’s for sure. We’ll send first offenders to drug rehab, but since the amount of drugs she possessed has reached the threshold, she will have to serve three years in prison.”
Three years was a light sentence for Sophia, but this was just the beginning. There was more to follow.
Jeremy wondered, “What’s the bad news?”
“We’re able to officially press charges against Sophia because Tristan McAlister turned himself in.”
Jeremy and Alyssa’s faces fell. Alyssa felt her chest tighten. “Did Tristan turn himself in?”
“Yes. He has also turned in all evidence against Sophia. Every one of them is devastating to the
Walsh Group. Javier Walsh’s blood pressure will go through the roof if he sees it. Simon Lynch could try all he wants, but he’ll never be able to save Sophia.”
Despite the good news, Alyssa couldn’t muster any joy. Jeremy, sensing her distress, embraced her. “I know you won’t feel like eating now. Let’s head to the police station. I’ll heat up the food when we get back.”
She leaned into his chest, nodding with a troubled expression.
Tristan sat calmly in the interrogation room, with just a wall separating him from Sophia. His composure was the exact opposite of Sophia’s hysteria.
“Sir, that’s all I have to report regarding the details of my drug dealing with Sophia,” Tristan concluded.
Cyrus studied his face and wondered, “Mr. McAlister, you should know that you’re in deeper trouble than Sophia. You’ll be charged with drug distribution and face a longer prison sentence.”
“Mr. Cyrus, I know.” Tristan seemed unfazed.
“But why?” Cyrus could not overtly ask the question because of his job, but Tristan knew what he was curious about.
Tristan could have chosen silence, and the police couldn’t have done anything to him even if Sophia had ratted him out, as she did not have evidence of his crimes. To everyone’s surprise, he chose to turn himself in.
“You must have sacrificed yourself for someone you care deeply about,” Cyrus speculated, Alyssa’s face flashing in his mind.
Tristan merely smiled. “Looks like you’ve guessed it. What a coincidence. I have the same person in mind.”
His joy-filled smile resembled someone infatuated with a newfound campus crush.
Cyrus appeared stunned but eventually sighed. “Understood.”
“No, you don’t. No one would ever understand my pure and complex feelings for her,” Tristan declared with a proud smile.
Soon, Alyssa and Jeremy arrived at the police station and were shocked to learn that Tristan had refused to meet with them.
She immediately understood Tristan was planning to sacrifice himself without looking back. The more she ruminated about it, the more guilty she felt.
From the start, Jeremy had his arm around her shaking shoulders. He gently comforted her. “Lyse, don’t panic. I’ll hire the most renowned attorney, way better than Simon Lynch, to defend Tristan. We’ll try our best to fight for a reduced sentence.
“When he’s released, we’ll make sure that he has a way to make a living. Even if he can’t go back to the medical profession, I’ll find him another job. He will not be neglected.”
His words of solace didn’t provide much help at the moment, but his presence consoled her.
“Lyse, amidst the evidence Tristan provided, there’s this particular piece. He insists it be presented in court, but I’m hesitant. Sophia will be charged with or without this evidence anyway, but Javier will abandon her if he learns about it,” Cyrus revealed.
He then showed them a surveillance recording on his laptop. Although the recording was muted, the scene itself was shocking. Jeremy, taking a deep breath, felt the instinct to shield Alyssa’s eyes, even though they were all adults.
It turned out to be a recording of Tristan and Sophia making love. Closing her eyes in enjoyment, she rode him naked.
Having been a cop for years, Cyrus remained unfazed by the evidence. He had witnessed more disturbing scenes, such as spilled brains and bags of dismembered human remains.
Alyssa was comparably calm. She even teased, “That witch is pretty good at keeping her figure.”
“Dr. McAlister has made a great sacrifice here,” Cyrus lamented.
Then, Alyssa shut the laptop and insisted, “Let’s treat the recording as if it doesn’t exist. This evidence should never be leaked.”
Jeremy and Cyrus immediately grasped that Alyssa was safeguarding what remained of Tristan’s dignity, even if Tristan had willingly become a pawn for her sake.
In this chess game, Tristan had never regarded himself as a human being with needs. As long as
Alyssa required his assistance, he would go to any length to help.
“I would be disappointed in myself if I callously sacrifice a person’s dignity just for revenge. I cannot be blinded by hate,” Alyssa said through gritted teeth, still grappling with the heartache.
“Lyse …”
Standing behind her, Jeremy and Cyrus stared at her disheartened figure, both speechless.
Cyrus escorted Jeremy and Alyssa out of the police station. On their way out, they ran into an ashenfaced Simon Lynch. Jeremy reflexively gripped Alyssa’s hand and glared at Simon warily.
Simon held his breath when he sensed a piercing gaze on him. Still, he maintained his composure and jeered, “Ms. Alyssa, you’re very well-connected.”
“Don’t flatter me,” she retorted with a haughty and unpleasant smile. “Mr. Lynch, it’s a pity your efforts have gone to waste.
“I heard you prided yourself on a 100 percent win rate in your career spanning a decade. You even have a plaque by the entrance of your office to show it off, don’t you?” Jeremy joined in taunting Simon.
“I suggest you take it down tomorrow morning unless you want to be a laughingstock when the trial begins.”
Standing behind Alyssa and Jeremy, Cyrus silently chuckled, amazed by the couple’s resemblance, not only in appearance but also in the way they laughed at others. Perhaps they had grown to take after each other’s demeanor from the time they had spent with each other.
Meanwhile, Simon clenched his jaw. Sophia’s case wasn’t high-profile; it was only a drug offense.
However, losing the case would deliver a huge blow to Simon’s reputation in the field and tarnish
Javier’s impression of him.
Simon, who had never lost a case, despised the feeling of defeat. Fuming with indignation, he gritted his teeth and flashed a malicious grin. “Ms. Alyssa, I underestimated you. I thought you were a tough woman backed by the Taylor family. As it turns out, you’re just a seductress who has charmed many men into sacrificing themselves for you.”
Alyssa remained astonishingly composed. She was the future heiress of the Taylor Group, and she should be handling the humiliation with grace.
However, Jeremy and Cyrus were visibly rattled, especially the former. As rage simmered in Jeremy’s chest, his hand began to shake, and his expression hardened.
Noticing Jeremy’s change, Simon felt more emboldened, knowing that Jeremy’s hands were tied since they were at the police station. “Mr. Walsh, you’re a lucky man. Just send Ms. Alyssa on the mission if you have trouble negotiating your deals. She’ll charm the pants off any man, and you will secure any business deal you want. Ouch¡ª”
Just as Simon was enjoying the moment, he saw stars and felt sore in his nose. Then, he collapsed onto the floor.
Alyssa widened her eyes and shouted, “Jeremy?” She stared blankly at his towering and intimidating figure, her heart pounding against his chest.
Even Cyrus was momentarily thrown off guard. Simon had fallen on the ground before Cyrus even noticed Jeremy’s attack. He was amazed by Jeremy’s speed and decided to check the surveillance footage to learn from the latter.
“J-Jeremy Walsh, how dare you assault me at a police station?” Simon pressed against his broken nose as tears and blood trickled down his face. He threatened, “I’ll sue you for assault! I will … I will …”
“But I’m beating up an animal, not a human.” Jeremy cracked his joints and stared icily at Simon. “Ah, I shouldn’t have compared you to an animal. To me, you’re just a monster.”
That sent Simon shaking in fear and anger. Still, this was the first time he encountered such injustice, having lived a smooth sailing life as a renowned attorney and the son of the Lynch family.
He started yelling to attract the attention of the other police. “Jeremy Walsh is abusing his power! He’s verbally humiliating and bullying a defenseless citizen in a police station, nonetheless!
“Jeremy Walsh, you’d be gravely wrong to think you can do anything just because you’re rich! Are you holding the law and the justice system in contempt, assaulting me in a police station?”
“Listen well, Simon Lynch,” Jeremy growled, casting a penetrating gaze on Simon. “Feel free to come at me if you’re displeased, and I will deal with you. But speak ill of my woman again, and I’ll make you pay, even if I break the law. If this happens again, I’ll rip that tongue out of your filthy mouth. Try me.”
Simon stared at him in disbelief as he stiffened. Alyssa gently held Jeremy’s hand and blew on his knuckles while softly chiding him, “How hard did you hit him? Your hand’s swollen.”
“It’s fine.” He beamed at her, looking unbothered.
She locked eyes with him before turning to Simon. “Jeremy, if you end up in jail because of this guy, I’ll give him a good beating, too. Life without you will be boring, so I’d rather join you in jail.”
Cyrus stared at their weird flirtation in shock. Simon was equally stunned, feeling like a mere tool in the couple’s flirtatious exchange.