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It would be Christmas in less than two months.
The Taylors loved festivities. Every year, they would set up a grand and magnificent Christmas tree in the living room. Jonah would personally prepare gifts for all family members and give the helpers in the house bonuses out of his own pocket.
But because of the child she lost, Alyssa no longer dared to celebrate Christmas. She wouldn’t even return home on Christmas Day.
However, that was in the past.
Now, she avoided mentioning it because she feared it would bring up unhappy memories for Jeremy. She was afraid of upsetting him.
Sure enough, his eyes reddened instantly. He hugged her tightly and hesitated for a long while before finally speaking, “Thank you, Lyse. Thank you for everything you’ve done for Grandpa and me over the years…”
He couldn’t continue his words anymore.
“Since you know how much I’ve done, you’ll have to treat me well for the rest of our lives,” Alyssa said with a bright and cheerful smile as she patted his trembling back.
“Can I stay at your house for Christmas this year?” Jeremy’s gaze was intense. His long lashes were trembling as though they were restraining his surging emotions. “I heard the Taylors have a big Christmas tree. I’d like to see it.”
Alyssa nestled against his heaving chest. “Going there means you’ll have to help out.”
“Sure,” Jeremy replied warmly.
They tacitly avoided delving into their heartaches, yet they still understood the deep affection and remorse in each other’s eyes, showcasing their profound love to the fullest.
No words were necessary after years of love.
“Mr. Jeremy, Madam.”
Ben hurried in. Seeing the affectionate scene, he quickly covered his eyes to avoid intruding.
Jeremy remained calm, but Alyssa felt embarrassed. Blushing, she jumped down from him.
“Ahem… Mr. Cyrus is here. He’s in the living room.”
The couple walked out hand in hand to welcome Cyrus.
“Cyrus!” Alyssa greeted her brother with a radiant smile.
“Lyse.” Cyrus sat on the couch, smiling.
He was dressed in a sharply tailored black coat over a black shirt with the collar casually unbuttoned. Despite his relaxed style, his naturally noble presence still shone through.
“Cyrus,” Jeremy greeted him as well.
“Hi,” Cyrus responded briefly. Yet his gaze unintentionally wandered elsewhere, as if searching for something.
Alyssa noticed and smiled faintly. “Hungry? If you haven’t eaten, stay and have a meal. I’ll cook for you.”
“No, thanks. Let me get straight to the point.”
Cyrus frowned, his expression serious. “Lyse, I went all the way to headquarters to investigate the person you mentioned, but there’s no background information on him. There are no DNA or fingerprint samples in the system.
“This means two possibilities¡ªeither he’s never committed any crimes in the country, or he’s not a citizen here.”
Alyssa’s and Jeremy’s expressions turned solemn after listening.
“If not, it could be that he cleans up the scene thoroughly every time he commits a crime, leaving no trace behind. But that doesn’t quite fit the modus operandi of an outlaw or top-tier assassin.”
Cyrus traced his jawline with his finger as he calmly analyzed the situation. “So, I’m inclined to believe he’s a hired assassin from abroad.”
“If that’s the case, it’ll be even more difficult to investigate him. Once this job is done, he’ll disappear immediately. He’d probably use a false identity to flee the country.” Jeremy’s gaze darkened gradually.
“Didn’t Ms. Angelina see his face? She can come to our station tomorrow and describe his face based on her memory. I can arrange for a top-notch profiler from our city to come and draw a portrait of that assassin.”
Cyrus’ eyes flashed with determination. “Having a sketch might provide more clues. We can’t delay too long. People’s memories fade, and the likeness of the portrait can become distorted. The most accurate portrait will be drawn while the memory is fresh.”
Alyssa and Jeremy exchanged looks. Just as they were about to speak, a sweet and composed voice spoke from behind.
“I remember his face.”
Cyrus swiftly lifted his gaze.
Seeing Lauren descend the stairs gracefully, he felt his heart throb in his chest. He hurriedly stood up from the couch.
The hot blood that once flowed calmly through his veins now seemed to stir restlessly.
Jeremy suddenly remembered. “Right, Lauren had contact with that man too.”
Pressing her lips together, Alyssa walked over to Lauren and gently wrapped her arm around her shoulder. “Lauren, we’ll contact Angelina tomorrow and have her assist with this. You don’t need to do anything or think about it. The most important thing is to focus on getting well.”
She knew that although Lauren seemed fine on the outside, her soul was suffering from the trauma of her episodes and the torment of her breakup with Landon.
Alyssa wished she could find the time to arrange modified electroconvulsive therapy for Lauren, hoping it would help her completely forget that painful day.
She couldn’t bear to see Lauren forced to relive that trauma, especially during such a critical time, which would only compound her suffering.
“Lauren, don’t force yourself,” Cyrus said as he looked at her deeply. His voice was slightly hoarse. “Your health and well-being are more important than anything else.”
“Alyssa, Cyrus, it’s okay.” Lauren gently shook her head, and her eyes showed determination.
“I’m fine now. I just want to help you all as much as I can. And I also want to catch that person to uncover the terrifying conspiracy behind it. I want to know who is manipulating the Harpers, using me, and hurting Landon.”
Alyssa’s and Jeremy’s hearts clenched with a bitter ache.
In the past few days, they hadn’t told her much. Yet Lauren, clever as she was, had pieced together the sequence of events from their scattered words.
Staring into Lauren’s reddened eyes, he sensed her deep affection when she mentioned Landon.
She loved him deeply, and he could see that. She loved him so deeply that there was no room for another person in her heart.
Jeremy looked surprised. “Lauren, you still love¡ª”
“I just want to do something more for him.” Lauren interrupted him immediately with a smile.
“He’s always taken care of me, accommodated me, and sacrificed for me. I want to do everything I can before officially leaving him.”
Leaving?
Cyrus stared at her wide-eyed, and his heart pounded intensely.
But he didn’t have the intention to take advantage of the situation, nor did he feel any joy in this opportunity. He was only worried about whether she could handle it.
Alyssa lowered her gaze to hide her red-rimmed eyes.
Sensing her emotional fluctuations, Jeremy took her hand and pressed it against his chest, silently comforting her.
At this moment, Cyrus approached Lauren. His tall and robust figure, leaning toward her, exuded strength and authority, yet his gaze toward her was filled with gentleness.
“Cyrus.” Lauren lifted her pretty face.
“Lauren, thank you for agreeing to help. I’ll wait for you at the station tomorrow. Jeremy and Lyse will take you there.” Cyrus’ heart melted. His hand itched to reach out and gently pat her head.
But ultimately, he restrained himself by clenching his hands tightly.
Just then, Lauren parted her lips and said, “There’s no need for that. I can draw it.”
“What? You can draw it?” The three of them were shocked.
“That man left a deep impression on me. I won’t forget his face, no matter how much time has passed.”
Lauren took a deep breath to steady herself. “I’m quite good at drawing portraits. I think instead of describing his features, I can draw him myself for a more accurate representation.”
To focus without external distractions, Lauren went upstairs alone to work on her drawing while the other three patiently waited in the living room.
After some hesitation, Cyrus finally couldn’t help but ask, “Lyse, did Lauren and Mr. Landon break up?”
“It was Lauren’s decision.” Alyssa sighed, and her beautiful eyes were clouded with concern. “But I think Landon won’t let go. He loves Lauren deeply.”