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“First of all, he suffered from a heart attack. No matter what he took before his death, it was not a case of homicide.
“Secondly, I admit that the drug has a side effect¡ªit triggers the dormant illness in a human. The dead man might have had epilepsy without knowing it,” Jameson calmly downed the alcohol while making up half-truths to muddle through.
Upon hearing that, Aidan’s expression relaxed a little.
“Anyway, don’t worry about it. The drugs are fine; the problem lies in the addicts themselves.”
After that, Jameson enjoyed a short drinking session with Aidan before making Carl send him home.
Upon Carl’s return, he looked rather gloomy. “Mr. Schmidt, things are getting complicated. If the police trace it back to Aidan, and if he rats you out…”
“Fret not. It’s not that easy. Besides, I’ll never give Aidan Lovelace a chance to implicate me.” Jameson offered reassurance as his smile disappeared. The look in his eyes hardened. “But one thing is for sure ¡ª the second trial has failed.”
Carl sighed in frustration. “Yes. I have organized the data into reports and sent them to Ms. Gillis. She’ll pass them to the research lab in Mosgravia.”
Jameson clenched his teeth unwillingly, simmering in anger from all the failed trials.
Lily’s Alzheimer’s had progressed into the later stages, making Jameson desperate for the new drug to work in order to save her.
“Reach out to Chief Novak. Tell him to get someone dependable to clean up the mess.”
“Got it.”
At the same time, Jameson’s phone buzzed. He immediately sat upright when he saw the caller ID. Taking a deep breath, he answered the phone, “Sir.”
“Did your experiment fail again?” Justin’s resonant voice weighed on Jameson’s heart.
Jameson, though knowing that the blame fell on the research team, not him, still felt nervous when confronted. “Yes.”
“Oh, well. We have lots of ground-breaking work to be done.” Justin’s tone softened as if he was consoling himself. “But great idea there. I didn’t expect us to get the Lovelaces involved in this scheme in no time. Jimmy, I was right about you. Looking back, I made the right decision to support and nurture you.”
Precious and distant memories flooded Jameson’s mind at the mention of his nickname.
The young and adorable Alyssa stood on top of a steep hill. Basked in sunlight, she stared at him with eyes resembling a sky full of stars.
Extending a hand to him, she encouraged him, “Don’t be afraid! I’ll hoist you up!”
The young Jameson, though fearful, managed to cast aside his feelings with her by his side. He only had one thought, which was to join her.
Struggling, he grasped her hand firmly, and the two of them made it to the top of the hill.
Thanks to Alyssa, he caught a glimpse of the breathtaking view that he could never forget. The wild roses bloomed gorgeously across the hills. He only had eyes for one rose¡ªthe girl beside him.
Blinking away the bitterness, he burst the bubble of his childhood memories, leaving him behind with nothing. There were no roses or Alyssa in reality. His world right now was made of blood and desire as he descended freely into the endless abyss.
“I have you to thank for my success today. I would never stand a chance of returning to Solana City and rejoining the Schmidt Group if not for you and my mom.”
Justin remarked flatly, “But you need to put your guard up. The Lovelaces are a force to be reckoned with, especially their youngest heir, who’s exceptionally close with Jonah Taylor and the rest of the Taylor family.
“Take a wrong step, and you risk getting hit back at. Your gains will not make up for your losses if that happens.”
“I’m fully prepared for the possibility you suggested,” Jameson hurriedly assured Justin.
“The Lovelaces are a distinguished family. They have been running a pharmaceutical business with an estimated worth of tens of billions. How did they end up in this state?” Justin’s magnetic voice echoed in Jameson’s ear. “Their company is developing a new drug. Look for any problems with the new product. You might be able to weaponize that against them.”
The look in Jameson’s eyes hardened. “Got it.”
The sky that had been overcast for days finally cleared up on the day of Angelina’s funeral.
Standing in front of her headstone in the silent cemetery, Landon placed a bunch of white daisies on her grave with a look of despair. Beside the bouquet rested the broken lucky charm.
Following that, Alyssa and Jeremy offered their bouquet. The rest of the Taylor siblings were also present, alongside Julien, Rose, and Jordan. They offered Angelina flowers and prayers.
The women at the site wept while the men tried their best to hide their grief, offering comfort to their partners.
Only Cyrus, the policeman who had experienced his fair share of life and death, teared up ever since he arrived at the scene. He did not share many encounters with Angelina, but every time they met, she left a deep impression on him, especially the time at the amusement park.
When he first met Angelina, she gave the impression of being arrogant and uptight. After their first exchange, he found her a jolly and humorous woman.
Memories of Angelina dressed in a pink bunny costume flooded Cyrus’ mind. She had asked him for a photo with her hand gently placed on his shoulder.
All of a sudden, he lost it. He hung his head low and swiftly wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye with a trembling finger.
He hadn’t sent her the photos from that day, and it pained him that he’d never get a chance to.
“Angie, rest in peace.” Landon stared at Angelina’s smiling face in the black and white photo on the headstone. His heart shattered into pieces, carried away by the wind that swept past the cemetery.
“I hope we meet again in the next life. Then, it’ll be my turn to protect you.”
A neat line was carved into her headstone. It read, “Here lies Angelina Harper, the best in the world.”
Angelina was an orphan who had adopted the Harper family’s surname after being taken in. Bill had named her “Angelina”, carrying the meaning of “messenger” or “archangel”.
He had remarked to Landon, “The girl who followed you around is more than just a pretty face. She has a tenacity and fierce loyalty within. She is like a guardian angel. I shall name her ‘Angelina.'”
Angelina proved Bill right. She was a guardian angel of Landon’s throughout her short yet meaningful life. Everything seemed to be destined.
At that moment, they heard the echo of footsteps approaching. Everyone looked up and was shocked at the sight of the new visitor.
Lauren?
Not far away, Lauren sat in a wheelchair, wrapped in a woolen blanket, her petite figure accentuated by her oversized blue and white striped patient uniform. Her appearance evoked pity. Ben stood by her side, quietly watching over her.
“Lauren!” A spark finally appeared in Landon’s lifeless eyes. He hurried over to Lauren with concern, going on one knee before her and firmly clutching her bony hand, but it kept slipping away from his grasp.
He said, “You’re still feeble. How could you leave the hospital?”
Jeremy and Alyssa approached her with nervous looks as well. They glanced at Ben in surprise when they noticed Lauren’s increased emotional stability compared to the night before.
“Last night, Mr. Justin’s men delivered some meds to Ms. Lauren. She took the meds, and they were indeed effective.” Ben, who saw through their worries, added warmly, “Mr. Jeremy, Madam Alyssa, Mr.
Landon, don’t worry. Mr. Justin and Mr. Javier were notified of Ms. Lauren’s wish to attend the funeral.
“Not only am I around, but there are bodyguards, maids, and doctors at the entrance to the cemetery. They could render assistance if Ms. Lauren feels unwell.”
Jeremy and Alyssa put on funny looks upon learning the information, especially Jeremy, whose expression dimmed as he held her hand tighter.
“Ah… Ah… I…” Lauren’s hand wiggled in Landon’s palm. She gaped, but only simple sounds escaped her mouth.
“Lauren, you’d like to meet Angie. Right?” Landon said softly.
She nodded at him with tears in her eyes.
Inhaling sharply, Landon led his love to Angelina’s gravesite. He closed his eyes in pain when they passed Jeremy and Alyssa.
Even now, his love for Lauren remained as deep as ever, unwavering and steadfast. Yet, he felt unworthy of a woman like her.
Would the tragic sequence of events not have unfolded if he had stayed by her side at the amusement park instead of his momentary lapse in attention? Would she have escaped abduction, and would Angelina still be alive?
Axel stood away from the crowd, his face etched with bitterness. Suddenly, he halted, catching sight of a graceful figure in black amidst the forest’s shadows.
Axel fixed his gaze in the direction of the forest. The lady, who seemed to sense his eyes on her, nimbly hid behind a tree.
Meanwhile, Lauren wept in the wheelchair, staring deeply at Angelina’s photo. She cried silently in deep grief, tears staining her cheeks.
Worried about Lauren’s health, Alyssa walked up behind her and placed both hands on her shoulders to offer comfort.
Eyes swollen and twitching, Lauren gently revealed a new teddy bear from under her blanket, much to Alyssa’s surprise. The teddy bear was similar to the one Alyssa had gifted Lauren.
Ben, who was affected by the somber mood, said in a raspy voice, “This bear is no longer on sale in the country. I had someone purchase it from overseas, per Ms. Lauren’s request.”
Lauren tried to get up from the wheelchair, but her legs gave away, perhaps from being bedridden for some time. Seeing that, Cyrus approached her to render assistance, but Landon was a step ahead of him.
Landon carried Lauren in his arms and placed her on the ground. He then rested a hand on the small of her back to support her.
Sniffling, she placed the bear in front of Angelina’s headstone, thinking, “Angie, take this bear as my replacement. It will keep you company and from loneliness in your resting place.”
