Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
“After tomorrow, regardless of the outcome, I’m planning a short, relaxing getaway overseas. Upon my return, I’ll dedicate myself to secure Project A5.’
Sean had no idea what would happen tomorrow, but he knew Alyssa’s stubborn streak. He understood that further persuasion would be futile.
“Oh, one more thing, Ms. Alyssa.” He picked up a black coat from the driver’s seat, a puzzled look crossing his face. “Whose coat is this? Should I retum it?”
Alyssa’s gaze fell, and Justin’s face flashed before her eyes, igniting a wave of disgust.” Dispose of it,” she said coldly.
A first-rate Wiktorian mansion was located in a secluded and quiet area on the East Side. It was Justin’s private residence. Outsiders were unaware of its existence.
Sheryl arrived in the early hours of the morning, rushing to report to Justin, only to bump into Remy, who exuded an unmistakable air of coldness.
His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn’t slept in days.
A menacing vibe surrounded him, and his eyes burned with feral intensity. Sheryl felt unsettled and longed to flee his presence.
“You’re like a ghoul,” she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes before knocking on the door to enter Justin’s study.
Remy remained expressionless in the face of her contemptuous remark. He followed her into the room.
In his classically-decorated study, Justin sat in his wheelchair, idly toying with a colorful cockatiel in its gilded cage.
Jameson once possessed an exquisite, costly cockatiel at The Millenium. A devoted follower of Justin, the former idolized the latter, mimicking his habits and hobbies, convinced that they were the hallmarks of power and intelligence.
It was a ridiculous notion.
Yet, worship bred obsession. The desire to merge with the idol, to become them, was an inevitable consequence.
“Sir, I’ve retrieved the voice recording,” Sheryl said, stepping forward. She pulled out her phone and, in Remy’s presence, played the conversation between Jeremy and Alyssa from the car.
Justin’s lips curled into a faint, enigmatic smile as he listened. But when he heard the words promise’ and ‘see you there, rain or shine”, his expression darkened. His eyes became as deep and void as an abyss.
Remy, too, heard the recording. Alyssa’s forced positivity was palpable, and it stirred a tempest of emotions within him.
“Just as you instructed,” Sheryl continued, “I had someone hack into Jeremy’s car’s dashcam to retrieve this recording of his conversation with Alyssa.
She sighed, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction. “It’s a shame we didn’t get anything more valuable.”
Justin smiled and said, “No, this conversation is priceless to me. Very well done, Sheryl.”
Sheryl was elated. “Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Justin.’
Justin’s gaze grew dark, his voice low and measured. “There’s something I need you to do next.”
“Please, give me your orders.”
“I noticed that you and Jeremy have been getting along quite well recently. Other than Ms. Alyssa, you are the only woman who’s able to get close to him. You have achieved remarkable success.”
Justin nonchalantly fed the cockatiel as he spoke.
Sheryl recalled how Jeremy had accepted her gift just earlier that evening. Her heart swelled with pride. “Of course, I’ll do whatever is asked of me. Don’t worry, Mr. Justin-I have no other intentions with Jeremy. Everything I do is for your sake.”
“Tomorrow, I want you to prevent Jeremy from meeting with Ms. Alyssa.”
Sheryl froze, momentarily stunned. “Mr. Justin, it’s not that I don’t want to, but… how do I justify stopping him from meeting Alyssa? He’s a stubbom man. Once he makes a promise, nothing will make him break it. He’s the type who would endure anything, even nuclear radiation.”
A grin spread across Justin’s face. With a deep gaze, he said, ‘That’s exactly why I’ll give you a reason that Jeremy cannot refuse.”
Sheryl’s eyes lit up. “And what might that reason be?”
Justin’s lips curved into a faint smirk, his voice calm yet carrying a cold, ethereal tone. “Besides Ms. Alyssa, there’s another woman who holds great significance to Jeremy. She’s the only one who can compel him to act without hesitation.”
Remy, usually a man of few words, abruptly spoke up. “Is she the one you’ve mentioned before? The woman who saved Jeremy on the battlefield?”
*After Jeremy retired from the military, he was plagued by PTSD. He came back shattered, dispirited, even on the brink of taking his own life.
“During that time, I often spoke with him over the phone, urging him to hold on, to keep living. I reminded him that if I could endure this half-disabled existence, then surely, he could find a reason to go on.”
Justin’s tone was leisurely, as though recounting something insignificant.
He continued, “I told him that if he were gone, what would become of Walsh Group? More than that, he would leave Dad and Grandpa utterly devastated.”
“Mr. Justin, you are too kind,” Sheryl murmured, her eyes softening with pity. Then, through gritted teeth, she added, “If it were me, I would’ve seized that chance to eliminate Jeremy back then!”
Sheryl continued, “Honestly, I regretted listening to that witch Sophia. Why did I save Jeremy when he slit his wrist? He should have died then-if he had, he wouldn’t be causing you trouble now.”
Remy’s eyes flickered with disdain. Though he and Sheryl worked under Justin, they were far from allies. Remy was ruthless, but he operated strictly by Justin’s orders. Sheryl, on the other hand, was a lurking menace, constantly scheming to bring Jeremy down.
Compared to Jameson, who was also nicknamed “Viper, Sheryl was far more dangerous. Even though they seldom crossed paths, Remy couldn’t hide his disgust for her.
“Do you truly think I’m that magnanimous?” Justin smiled faintly. “I helped Jeremy not just out of kindness but because Walsh Group needed him then. I’ve never doubted his abilities in business. Besides, if he had died, you and I wouldn’t have crossed paths, would we, Sheryl?”
“Mr. Justin…” Feeling shy, Sheryl blushed.
Justin continued, “Jeremy often spoke of that woman who saved him on the battlefield, risking everything for his life. She wore a large mask, so he never saw her face. His biggest regret was not knowing who she was.
“He didn’t even know her name. He could only refer to her as Burton Dove. For years, he’s been searching for her, but he’s found nothing.
“Nevertheless, he told me that Burton Dove is someone very important to him. He wants to repay her for saving his life and will do anything she asks.*
Sheryl realized something. With a sense of urgency, she probed, “Mr. Justin, are you saying you’ve found Burton Dove?”
Justin stroked the cockatiel’s feathers gently. He curled the corners of his lips upward slightly as the look in his eyes deepened. “I’ve always known who she is.”
“Who?”
“She has been right under our noses.”
Remy’s pupils constricted. ‘Alyssa Taylor?”
Sheryl widened her eyes in shock. She stammered, “S-She’s Alyssa? Of all people, it was her?”
She could hardly process it-the savior Jeremy had sought for years was none other than the one closest to him all along. The sheer absurdity of it left her reeling.
Justin merely smiled, saying nothing as he set a folder on the table.
Sheryl lunged forward, snatching it up with trembling hands. As she skimmed through the documents, her fingers quivered. Shock, disbelief, and a gleeful malice danced in her eyes.
Remy’s eyes were bloodshot; his expression twisted with disgust as he stared at Sheryl. He could hardly fathom how someone so deranged and vile had once been close to Jeremy. Even if Jeremy and Alyssa had separated, Sheryl was nowhere near worthy of Jeremy’s side; she was not even fit to be the dirt on Alyssa’s shoes.
A sudden flash of memory struck him-the image of Alyssa during that traffic accident. He recalled her mustering all her strength to crawl out of her wrecked car, her face bloody, her body broken yet defiant. He had never seen such a fierce spirit in a woman before.
His heart pounded uncontrollably, the memory triggering a sharp pain in his temples. Remy closed his eyes, gasping for breath.
Sheryl broke into wild, unhinged laughter. Her entire body shook as she spat out her words, “Oh, Jeremy, you poor, clueless fool!
“If he ever discovers that the woman he’s been tormenting all this time is actually his savior-the one he’s been desperate to repay-that would be an earth-shattering blow for him.
“This is perfect. This is Jeremy’s well-deserved punishment, his ultimate payback!”
Justin maneuvered his wheelchair forward, his tone calm and measured. “At first, I had no idea that Ms. Alyssa was the one Jeremy had been searching for. It wasn’t until Uncle Zachary helped me dig deeper into her background that I discovered the truth.
“We found records of her work history, following Jeremy from place to place. When he was sent on missions to Luminara, she joined Doctors Without Borders in that war-torn region. Her intentions were obvious.
“My uncle also discovered medical records indicating she had sought treatment for a severely injured finger-the timing matched one of Jeremy’s missions.
“Finally, when Jeremy returned to the country, she, too, returned to Solana City silently. Everything alludes to her being the Burton Dove.”
Wide-eyed, Sheryl started sucking up to Justin immediately. “Mr. Dutton’s investigative skills are unparalleled!” While Justin had his back turned on Sheryl and Remy, the graceful expression on his face was replaced with an extremely dark look the moment he heard that remark. It was as if he had become an entirely different person.
“Use this piece of information to hold Jeremy back tomorrow.”
Sheryl nodded eagerly. “Got it.”
“Remy, tail him in secret.”
With a dazed look in his eyes, Remy asked, “Tail… Jeremy?”
