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The next second, Jeremy suddenly felt a fiery pain on his cheek.
Winston had ruthlessly punched him in the face!
“Dad?”
“Dad!”
The three Taylor brothers were all dumbfounded. For the first time in 30 years, they saw their father lay hands on someone other than their biological sons.
As the eldest son of an unbeatable business magnate, Winston had always lived a life of luxury and never needed to use his hands to deal with anyone. He was more arrogant than a king.
But this time, Winston was truly furious.
His anger didn’t subside after punching Jeremy once. He continued to strike Jeremy’s face and body again and again.
Jeremy’s cheek was swollen. Blood trickled down his lips, but he couldn’t feel any pain. His whole face was numb.
“Dad! You’re not in good health! Being too angry will make you relapse!”
Jonah and Silas rushed forward to help Winston, who was standing unsteadily. However, Winston forcefully shook them off and grabbed Jeremy’s bloodstained collar.
“Jeremy … Do you know that … the woman you repeatedly trampled and hurt is my life? She is the only remaining link to the woman I love. She’s my everything!”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Taylor,” Jeremy repeated absentmindedly.
An intense pain surged in his chest. “Give me another chance … I want to make it up to Lyse …”
“If you can’t take responsibility, why did you marry her in the first place? Since you married her, why did you hurt her?”
Winston suddenly withdrew his hand and staggered back. “Go back to Solana City. Go back to your evil family!
“From now on, KS Group is Walsh Group’s nemesis! If you have the ability, protect your little territory.
Otherwise, just wait for me to demolish your place! Get lost!”
The Taylors left, and the gate closed with a bang.
Jeremy stood in the rain, unmoving. It was as if his soul had been drawn out. He felt as though there was an insurmountable obstacle between him and the Taylors.
He didn’t know how long he stood there in a daze. But finally, he slowly bent down and knelt in the puddle with one knee. His back heaved violently as he choked back sobs.
At this moment, footsteps approached from behind, stopping beside him.
Gasping for breath, Jeremy slowly raised his head.
“Do you need an umbrella, Mr. Walsh?”
The well-dressed Jameson mockingly smirked. The look in his eyes clearly showed that he regarded
Jeremy as nothing more than fodder.
Jeremy panted heavily, and his fingers soaked in rainwater trembled as they curled into tightly clenched fists.
“Looks like you don’t need one.”
Jameson, towering above, wore an arrogant smirk. “You’ve done Lyse so much harm. Uncle Winston must hate you to the core. At this point, do you think this melodramatic play is still useful?”
Carl, who held the umbrella for Jameson, also sneered. “If you didn’t say that, I really wouldn’t have realized that this was Mr. Walsh’s melodramatic play. I thought he wanted to be the Taylors’
watchdog.”
Jeremy had no strength to argue with Jameson’s lapdog.
Or perhaps he was punishing himself by letting others trample on him. It seemed as if only by allowing his body to be violated and his dignity shattered could he find some solace within.
Only then he wouldn’t feel so guilty that it was unbearable.
“It’s late, Mr. Walsh. Aren’t you going back yet? If you’re not, I’m going in.”
Jameson chuckled, and his gaze was cold. “I know it’s very unpleasant to be blamed by everyone. But isn’t all of this your own doing?
“If you had treated Lyse better back then, would you have ended up like this? Kneel here and enjoy the taste of pain.”
As the two walked toward the gate of Heightsnew Villa, Jeremy finally spoke softly. “Are you the one manipulating Zoe?”
Jameson stopped in his tracks. A sharpness flared in his eyes as a peculiar smile rose on his face.
Silence was an answer of sorts, too.
“You … You’re the one who revealed Lyse’s condition to everyone through Zoe? Did you do all that just to separate us and get revenge on me? You were willing to tear open Lyse’s old wounds and torment her all to get back at me. Is this your so-called love for her, Jameson Schmidt?” exclaimed Jeremy.
“What are you talking about? I’m afraid I didn’t understand a single word you just said.”
Jameson snickered. “Aren’t you the one who ruined her for good? What does it have to do with me?
Did your brain get waterlogged from standing in the rain for too long?
“Don’t think I’m the only person in this world who hates you, Jeremy Walsh, nor am I the only one who wants you dead. Someone as unlucky as you should just forget about Lyse and let her go.”
Axel stood beside the railings on top of the building, his black windbreaker billowing in the cold night wind.
He had smoked a whole pack of cigarettes but still couldn’t calm his overwhelmed emotions. His fingers trembled around the cigarette he was holding.
“Are you in Belbanks yet, Axel?” Liam’s voice rang out from Axel’s phone receiver. “Did you have a safe flight? You flew the plane all the way here on your own.”
“I did, Liam.” Axel’s grip tightened around his phone as he tried to even his breathing.
Liam was silent for some time before saying quietly, “Do not under any circumstances take rash action,
Axel. Even if we were to do something, I’d rather be the one who’s responsible for the crime.”
“Haha! Liam, if I really wanted to do anything rash, you wouldn’t be able to stop me.”
Axel tucked the cigarette between his lips. “Take care of Lyse. I’ll go see her later.”
Axel was in Solana City and not Belbanks firstly because he still hadn’t composed himself enough to see Alyssa after knowing about her body’s condition. Secondly, Alyssa had sent him a text message before the event ended.
It read, “Axel, you have to hurry up and find that woman who looks exactly like me no matter what!
Only by finding her can we find the mastermind behind all this. It’s of utmost importance to both Jeremy and I!”
Axel sat alone in a bustling bar, staring fixedly at a photo of him and Alyssa on his phone screen.
Bitterness welled up in his chest, nearly making tears prick his eyes.
Just then, a camera was silently turning its lens toward Axel above him.
It was connected to the Millennium.
Jameson had constructed a large database for collecting information here in the dens of Solana City.
The hundreds of screens here spied on all of Solana City’s most elite and powerful people 24/7, as well as certain locations.
Most of the people spied on had no idea they were kept under close watch every day of their lives.
They were like the king dressed in new clothes, oblivious to how little privacy they had.
“The target you were looking for has shown up, Ms. Altman!”
Amber’s chest tightened. She immediately looked at the screen the man was pointing toward.
Her heart quickened when she saw Axel’s face on screen. When she squinted, she found that the man was staring right at his phone screen.
It was her own face staring right back at her.
No, it was Alyssa Taylor’s, the woman everyone adored and doted on.