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Jameson while giving him a massage with a look of glee.
Jameson tasted the red wine with a relaxed smile. “David has always worshipped Josh from a young age. Now that his idol has gone rogue, he must be super disappointed in Josh.”
“That’s for sure.”
“Once Josh has become a fodder, we’ll send help to David at the right time.” While Jameson was speaking, his phone started to ring from the coffee table.
Carl picked up the phone. Surprised at the caller’s name, he then worriedly handed the phone to
Jameson. “Mr. Schmidt, it’s from Inigo Montoye.”
The David Schmidt case had come to a close.
Despite Alyssa and Jeremy’s considerable wealth and influence, It had not been smooth and easy for them to get rid of David and Daisy, as they were up against the equally established Schmidt Group.
Life, it seemed, was not all smooth sailing.
Fortunately, the outcome was worth all their time and effort. In high spirits, they granted Mrs. Rosie a day off and organized a celebratory dinner at home.
“Mr. Walsh, Madam Alyssa, I can’t help but feel undeserving of my monthly pay when you keep giving me days off. It’s like being paid without working,” Mrs. Rosie remarked joyfully as she observed Jeremy diligently preparing ingredients in the kitchen.
With a wide smile, she commended, “Your knife skills are impressive! It’s hard to believe you were once clumsy and lacked coordination. Now, you’re a cooking expert.”
“It’s all thanks to Lyse,” Jeremy replied.
He was busy in the kitchen but glibly flirted with Alyssa. His eyes shone with affection.
“Chef Walsh, didn’t I tell you repeatedly to focus when you’re using the knife?” Alyssa worked in the kitchen like a seasoned president’s chef. She was utterly focused on searing the steak. “You don’t want to end up slicing your fingers.”
Jeremy pursed his lips and hurriedly shifted his focus from her stern face to his task.
Mrs. Rosie covered her mouth and chuckled. Alyssa seemed like the only one who could rein in Jeremy.
“Mrs. Rosie, we wanted to invite you for dinner, but we wouldn’t want to deprive you of the chance to dine with your best friend,” Alyssa beamed, adding, “Have fun!”
“Will do, Madam!” Mrs. Rosie happily left the house.
Alyssa plated the steak and wondered puzzledly, “Hm? Where is Xavier all day? I thought we invited him to dinner.”
“It’s not just today. He’s been missing for four nights in a row,” Jeremy replied helplessly.
Helping Alyssa to serve the food, he complained, “Ever since Maggie spoke up for you at the police station, he’s been repeatedly bringing it up at least three times a day.
“Look, I’m thankful to Maggie for what she did for you, but Xavier was insufferable. My headache will return if this goes on.”
“Ah. Is that so?” Alyssa flashed him an amused smile and said no more.
Jeremy offered, “I’ll call him and get him to join us.” He reached out for the phone, but she stopped him.
She said, “It’s fine. I know what he’s up to. Let him be.”
The clueless Jeremy questioned, “What is he up to?”
“Heh heh, you fool. Looks like you don’t know Xavier at all.” She cut a slice of steak and sent it into his mouth. “Spring has come for Xavier.”
The moon hung high in the night sky. Under the moonlight, Xavier stood alone in Maggie’s neighborhood, clad in a suit. He held a bouquet in one hand and an exquisite gift box in another as he gazed up at the small but brightly lit window of an apartment.
In his hesitation, he glanced at the lovely bunch of purple hyacinths in his hand and let out a long sigh.
Meanwhile, Maggie and Gina had just finished their tasty home-cooked dinner. There was a cute cake on the table for Maggie’s birthday. David Schmidt’s arrest was the greatest gift she could wish for.
They were interrupted by a knock on the door when they were about to cut the cake. Rising to answer the door, Maggie found her neighbor, Miriam Hert, standing there.
“Miriam! You’re out of the hospital! How are you feeling? Better?” Maggie asked with a smile.
“Maggie, I need to tell you something.” Miriam, appearing concerned and serious, reported, “I saw a suspicious man in a suit under the apartment when I came home just now. Men in suits scare me now.”
“A man in a suit?” Maggie looked staggered.
“Oh, I remember now! No wonder he looks familiar. He’s that fellow who dropped by for a visit with the young couple last time. I gave him a good beating then. Yes, it’s him! He is acting very suspiciously;
certainly up to no good.”
Before Miriam was done speaking, Maggie darted out of her place with a pounding heart without even bothering to put on shoes.
In the end, Xavier couldn’t muster up the courage to call Maggie. He felt that he was destined to go home disappointed, a victim of his own cowardice.
Just as he was about to turn and leave dejectedly, he heard a bright, sweet voice calling out to him. “X-
Xavier!”
Feeling surprised, he spun around and saw Maggie hurtling toward him, dressed in bunny pajamas and tying her hair into a bun.
His frown disappeared, and his heart fluttered.
“G-Good evening, Ms. Madison,” stammered Xavier with a foolish look on his face.
Then, he awkwardly shoved the flowers and the gift box into her arms. “Happy birthday!”
Her heart raced. She merely accepted the flowers but declined the gift because she recognized the expensive brand.
“Xavier, thank you for the flowers, but I can’t possibly accept your gift,” she said in a low voice.
As thoughtful as ever, she added, “I know you prepared the flowers and gifts because I helped… No, because I repaid Ms. Alyssa’s favor. It was no trouble at all¡ªjust a minor gesture compared to what she had done for me. I’m the one who is without any idea on how to repay Ms. Alyssa and Mr. Walsh for their kindness.”
While speaking, she was overwhelmed by emotions. She pressed her lips, failing to hold back her tears. Similarly, Xavier, teary-eyed and overtaken by passion, hugged Maggie. His empty heart was once again full.
Their throbbing hearts beat in sync, nearly shaking the petals off the purple hyacinths between them.
“Xavier.” Maggie blushed, melting his heart.
“I did not drop by with flowers and gift on Mr. Walsh or Madam Alyssa’s behalf.” Xavier’s warm breath tickled her ear. Embracing her, he could not let go. “Everything I did was for you. I’m here to see you because I miss you, Ms. Madison.”
The feast was laid out, and the guests bustled around Alyssa and Jeremy’s home. The place looked as merry as Christmas. Alyssa, draping an arm around Lauren’s shoulders, chatted with her and Sean in the living room.
Alyssa had also invited Jonah and Julien to the dinner, but Jonah could not make it because he was busy. Before she hung up on Jonah, she clearly overheard Julien’s seductive, tender voice in the background. “Jonah, my waist hurts. A massage, please?”
Jonah replied, “Get down.”
Alyssa gaped as she tried to fight off the unholy scenes playing out in her mind. She wondered if Jonah was truly occupied that night, or if he just wanted some private time with Julien.
Meanwhile, Landon, who was the only guest at Jeremy’s invitation, approached Jeremy as he felt too awkward to mingle with Alyssa’s family.
When he stepped into the dining hall, he burst out laughing at Jeremy, who was wearing an apron.
“Hahaha! Jeremy, since when have you become a model househusband? Not bad at all! You’re both excellent in bed and the kitchen!”
“Why? Jealous?” Jeremy faced the teasing calmly and deftly wiped his hands on the apron.
“Of course not. Why would I put myself through the suffering when I have a Michelin-star chef at home?” Landon shot his friend a disdainful look.
No one knew that Landon, in private, was akin to Lauren’s maid, who’d do anything just for her.
“Pfft, you’re just talking tough.” Jeremy was unbothered by all the teasing.
“Hey, how about adding some excitement to Lyse’s night?” Landon nudged Jeremy playfully, squinting.
“Wear nothing under your apron. See how she reacts. I bet she’d willingly surrender to your six-pack.”
Jeremy blushed and grumbled, “Get lost!”
Guests chatted cheerfully in the living room. Blushing, Lauren handed a bunch of lilies to Tatiana with the enthusiasm and agitation of a top fan. “You and Alyssa are my idols… I want to be as brave as you in the future!”
“No, better not!” Alyssa and Tatiana said in unison.
Worried that Lauren might misunderstand, Tatiana explained, “Lauren, I’m glad you admire me, but I don’t wish upon you what has happened to me.