Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
Carl’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Not even one? That’s impossible!”
After all, the number of surveillance cameras at The Millennium was more than the holes in a beehive.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Schmidt. I’ve been busy tonight, and I truly didn’t know that someone had infiltrated. Please punish me.”
Amber immediately lowered her head, fearing that Jameson might discern her thoughts and reveal her secrets.
“Hah, a flying thief? Interesting.”
Jameson lounged on the couch with his long legs crossed as he casually glanced at Amber standing stiffly. “I know someone who has that level of skill. You know him too, Amber.”
“Who?”
“The person you’ve been thinking about helping me get rid of.”
Amber’s face turned pale. She clenched her lips tightly, and she felt as though blood was draining out of her body.
“Could there be such… a coincidence?” She tried her best to suppress her trembling voice.
“If we make a bold assumption, it’s not impossible.”
Jameson tapped a rhythm on his knee with his slender fingers. “Josh is having fun here tonight. Maybe someone is eager for revenge and can’t wait for Lyse to act, so they want to take care of that scumbag themselves. It’s not impossible.
“Unfortunately, I’m not there tonight. Otherwise, I would definitely get rid of him.”
Winston’s condition had gradually stabilized over the past two days. He was taken back to Heightsnew Villa by his family to recuperate.
Alyssa stayed at Belbanks to take care of her father. Meanwhile, Jeremy needed to maintain the normal operations of his company, so he had to shuttle between Solana City and Belbanks. It was quite hectic for him.
But no matter how tired he was, he would never utter a word to Alyssa. And he would never show any signs of fatigue in front of her, especially in bed.
He never skimped on giving her any foreplay, passion, or tenderness. He showed her that he deeply cherished and loved her.
That night, when Jeremy rushed back to Solana City from Belbanks, he brought two chickens with him.
Alyssa suddenly expressed her craving for fried chicken when they were making love the previous night, So, he had been thinking about fried chicken all day today. He instructed Xavier to buy the chicken while he sat in the office, studying the recipe for fried chicken.
When Jeremy returned to Heightsnew Villa, it was already late at night.
Jeremy knew that Alyssa was waiting for him in the upstairs room, but he didn’t rush upstairs.
Instead, he hurried to the small kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, tied on an apron, and prepared to cook the chicken.
Although he had made countless meals for Alyssa by now, fried chicken was something not everyone could master. Even after studying the recipe and following the video instructions all day, he was still a mess, rushing around and flustered.
By the time he set up the oil pan and coated the chicken pieces with batter, he was already sweating profusely, with flour all over his face.
Suddenly, he heard light footsteps behind him. His first reaction was that Alyssa had come over.
After all, this sneaky act of sneaking up behind him and scaring him was something she had done countless times.
While cooking, Jeremy said in a soft and indulgent voice, “Alright, I know it’s you. Did you come here because of the smell? Just wait a little while. Tonight, I’ll feed you to your heart’s content, in bed and out.”
“My goodness! Why do you talk so shamelessly?”
Jeremy’s pupils contracted, and he turned around abruptly.
The person standing behind him was none other than Axel. When he recalled the dirty words he had just uttered, his face turned as red as a tomato.
Axel crossed his arms, squinting with a teasing expression. “Feed me in bed and out? Who’s on top, you or me?”
Jeremy’s face stiffened, and in his panic, the chicken pieces in his hand dropped into the oil pan with a thud.
Splashes of oil flew onto his hands and arms, causing him pain. He suddenly regained his senses and awkwardly parted his lips. “Axel.”
“Do you always talk dirty like this?”
Axel lightly scoffed and craned his neck to peek into the oil pan. “I don’t know if Lyse smelled it or not, but I did come because of the smell. It smells like something’s burned.”
Jeremy was startled, and then he realized that he hadn’t taken out the chicken pieces he had put into the pan earlier.
He hurriedly grabbed a slotted spoon. But by the time he retrieved them, the chicken pieces had turned brown.
Jeremy’s eyes drooped with frustration. Suddenly, he remembered the series of “fails” Winston had said when he first tasted Jeremy’s cooking. That voice was still ringing in his ears.
“Forget it. I understand your intentions. You don’t have to force yourself to do something you’re not good at. If you scald your hands with blisters, Lyse will be the one feeling sorry for you.”
As Axel said that, he took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and stood next to Jeremy. With his bottom, he pushed Jeremy aside. “Go rest there. Don’t get in my way.”
Jeremy’s eyes widened in surprise. “You’re going to cook?”
“Duh? If you’re cooking, Lyse will only end up eating charcoal.”
Jeremy wasn’t angry at all because what Axel said was true. He had overestimated his cooking skills.
After washing his hands, Axel skillfully put the chicken pieces into the pan. He glanced at his watch, carefully counted the seconds, and then stirred the pot before taking out the chicken pieces.
Jeremy stood by, assisting him and earnestly learning. He was completely fascinated.
“Get it now?” Axel asked without lifting his eyelids.
Jeremy nodded. “Yeah.”
“Your eyes get it, but I bet your hands didn’t.”
Frowning, Jeremy smiled bitterly. “Axel, I also need a little encouragement sometimes.”
Axel’s long eyelashes fluttered as he glanced at Jeremy. “Fail a few more times, and you’ll succeed. I’ve failed countless times before I could do it decently.
“If it weren’t for Lyse liking it, who would want to bother making this? It’s both troublesome and smelly. The smell of oil lingers for days! Don’t spoil her too much. If you spoil her, she’ll be asking you to make this for her all the time. What will you do then?”
Jeremy’s eyes were filled with a tender glint as he smiled faintly. “It’s okay. As long as Lyse likes it, no matter how troublesome it is, I’m willing to make it for her.”
“Tsk, who isn’t?” Axel sneered, but he felt warm inside.
“Wow! Fried chicken! It smells so good!”
Both men turned around at the same time.
It was really Alyssa who had come this time.
With the weather turning colder and to make it easier to take care of Winston, Alyssa was no longer wearing an elegant silk nightgown but had changed into an off-white plush home outfit. With her delicate face, she looked like an adorable creature.
“Jeremy, Axel, when did you two come back? You didn’t even let me know.”
Alyssa pattered over in her slippers and threw herself into Jeremy’s arms.
“No… Lyse, I’m covered in flour. I’ll get your clothes dirty,” Jeremy gently reminded her. His hands, which were covered in batter, froze in mid-air as he was afraid to touch her.
“I just mentioned it casually last night, and you really made it for me?”
Alyssa wiped away the flour on his cheek, feeling sorry for him. “You shouldn’t bother. You’re commuting between two places every day, working, and coming back to accompany me. It’s already hard enough for you.”
Alyssa continued, “You could have just ordered takeout. Why bother tiring yourself out?”
“It’s not tiring if it’s for you.” Jeremy’s sturdy arms wrapped around her slender waist. He looked at Axel gratefully. “Besides, I didn’t do much. It was all Axel’s work.”
“Oh, make them crispy, Axel.”
Axel clutched his chest, almost spitting blood into the pot. He didn’t expect to experience Alyssa’s favor for Jeremy firsthand.
With Axel’s efficient work and Jeremy’s assistance, two plates of golden fried chicken were soon placed on the table.
Meanwhile, Jeremy’s few failed attempts remained gloomily in the corner, like mistresses who couldn’t be shown.
“Quick, Lyse, try my cooking.”