Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
Cyrus added, “The most suspicious part is that Sebastian couldn’t possibly afford all that with his current financial situation.”
A sharp gleam flashed in Alyssa’s eyes. “Justin, without a doubt, must have bribed Sebastian in exchange for him to come forward and accuse Jeremy. With that much money at stake, of course Sebastian would do Justin’s bidding.”
Sean frowned, a nagging worry creeping in. ‘Ms. Alyssa, if we take the legal route, I’m afraid we won’t get anywhere. Even if Sebastian accepted Justin’s dirty money, it would count as a monetary gift, not a bribe. Without direct evidence of a deal between them, we have nothing.”
Cyrus agreed, “That’s right, Lyse. Sebastian’s finances may look odd, but there’s no evidence of misappropriation or abuse of power.”
“Indeed.” Alyssa nodded, her eyes narrowing. “Who says I’m dealing with him legally? He’s a rat, so why should I bother playing nice? That would be foolish.”
Her voice turned cold. “Besides, I’m not nice. I’m a shrew, and I’m not above using dirty tricks to handle him.”
Sean inhaled sharply and gave Alyssa a thumb-up.
Cyrus coughed awkwardly. “Uh… sorry, but what did you just say? I didn’t catch that.”
Alyssa ignored him, her tone turning sweet. ‘Thanks, Cyrus. You’ve been a great help. Oh, by the way, is Sebastian’s son in Solana City right now?”
“He is,” Cyrus confirmed. “Wait-Lyse, are you planning to confront Sebastian and his son?”
“Don’t go alone!” Cyrus urged, his voice full of concern. “It’s dangerous. His son is bad news-a notorious thug. If he gets desperate, he might hurt you. Let me go with you!”
“No,” Alyssa replied firmly. “You’re an officer. Your presence would complicate things. Don’t worry; they couldn’t take me down even if I went easy on them.”
She tilted her chin confidently. “Since Sebastian’s son is a chronic gambler, his debts must be far higher than three million dollars. His son is also his greatest weakness. We’ll use that against him-take him down in one move. Threats and deception, just like Justin did.”
The next night, after making the necessary preparations, Alyssa and Sean drove toward Sebastian’s house under the cover of darkness.
The Benders lived in a run-down bungalow in a middle-class neighborhood in Solana City. The courtyard was overgrown with wild grass and weeds, giving the place a neglected, desolate appearance.
If Sebastian’s wife were healthy and his son was responsible, Sebastian could actually have a good quality of life. Alas, Sebastian had ruined his son when he overindulged his ways; the home was now devoid of warmth.
“We’re here, Ms. Alyssa,” Sean said, his unease evident as he glanced at the darkened house. “Does anyone even live here?”
“With a son like that, Sebastian’s probably saving on electricity to pay off more debts,” Alyssa quipped.
As she spoke, Sebastian emerged from the gate with a briefcase in hand and a gloomy expression. “Dr. Bender, hold up!”
Alyssa and Sean leaped out of the car and intercepted him.
“Y-You are… Ms. Alyssa?” Sebastian stammered, startled.
Sebastian recognized the stunning Alyssa immediately. Alarm bells rang in his head as he stumbled back a step. “W-What are you doing here?”
Everyone in Solana City knew about Alyssa and Jeremy’s inseparable bond.
Guilt churned in Sebastian’s stomach. He couldn’t even meet Alyssa’s bright, piercing eyes, knowing he had betrayed Jeremy.
“Dr. Bender, please step into my car. There’s something we need to discuss.” Alyssa’s slight smile masked the storm brewing beneath her calm exterior.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” Sebastian stammered, fumbling with his keys in a desperate attempt to escape. Turning on his heel, he headed toward his house.
But Alyssa’s voice cut through the tension. She sneered. “When you schemed against Mr. Jeremy, you didn’t just wrong him. You wronged KS Group-the company that stands behind him. You should’ve known I’d come for you.” Sebastian froze, his back to Alyssa, trembling.
“You stupid bitch! What are you trying to do to my father? How dare you threaten him?”
A furious roar shattered the silence as Sebastian’s son, Zayne Bender, stormed out of the house. His bloodshot eyes and disheveled appearance made it clear he hadn’t slept in days. He glared at Alyssa with unrestrained hatred.
Alyssa stood her ground, her gaze unwavering as she studied Zayne. Her fists clenched, the veins on her hands visible.
A look of panic flashed across Sebastian’s face. He yelled, “Zayne! Go back into your room and lock the door. This is none of your business!”
But Zayne was beyond reason. ‘You fucking bitch! I know you’re not here for anything good. I’ll fucking kill you!” Like a maniac, Zayne grabbed a flowerpot from the wall and hurled it toward Alyssa’s head with all his might. “Ms. Alyssa, watch out!” Sean cried out in alarm when he saw the flowerpot hurtling toward Alyssa.
But it was too late for him to intervene; he was a few steps behind Alyssa.
Alyssa was taken by surprise too. She was unprepared for such a vicious attack.
Damn it. Was this how her visit would end? A flowerpot to the head?
Well, she could just take it. It was just a flowerpot. At most, she would end up having her head bashed, but she wouldn’t die from it.
This was nothing compared to the adversities that Jeremy had been through.
With her heart pounding, Alyssa gritted her teeth and shut her eyes tight.
But instead of pain, she felt herself enveloped in a pair of strong, muscular arms. A familiar, intense scent filled her senses, and her body was pressed against a firm chest.
The man’s chest heaved with rapid breaths, his heart a frantic drum against her ear. It was a very familiar sound- one that could make her go weak at her knees.
A loud thud echoed as the flowerpot shattered.
Alyssa’s eyes flew open in shock, meeting Jeremy’s fiery gaze-a fiery intensity that held her captive, her breath catching in her throat.
“Mr. Walsh?” Sean’s voice trembled as his face turned pale. He had just witnessed the flowerpot smash against Jeremy’s back, breaking into pieces. Dirt and clay scattered to the ground, but Jeremy stood firm, unfazed.
“Are you alright, Alyssa?’ Jeremy’s voice was steady but filled with worry as he searched her face for any sign of injury.
Thinking that Alyssa was scared out of her wits, he quickly asked again, “Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?” Alyssa’s lips parted, but no words came out. Tears welled in her eyes, spilling over before she could stop them.
Jeremy’s brows furrowed as he pulled her closer. His voice softened, deep and soothing. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here. You’re safe.”
Alyssa’s chest rose and fell. The tip of her nose and her eyes were red. She simply stared blankly at Jeremy and couldn’t say a word.
Without Jeremy around, she never realized that fear was an emotion that she could feel. She wasn’t afraid of God or the devil. She had fought the dark and evil forces of the world with bravery. But fear overtook her when Jeremy appeared just in time to shield her from danger.
She wanted to cry, her heart softening. The fa?ade of strength she had built crumbled, leaving her feeling like a fragile pebble in Jeremy’s hands.
She had never known she could feel fear like other women, but it was only with him.
Ignoring the pain in his back, Jeremy held Alyssa by her trembling shoulders, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. Once he confirmed she wasn’t physically hurt and was likely in shock, he exhaled in relief.
“M-Mister…”
Wide-eyed and mouth agape, Sebastian watched Jeremy appear out of nowhere. He was shaking uncontrollably, as if his soul had left his body in shock. But he quickly regained his composure. “Zayne, run!” he shouted. Despite his aggression, Zayne wasn’t stupid. He might not have recognized Alyssa, but he knew who Jeremy was. Realizing his grave mistake, Zayne broke into a cold sweat and fled.
But as he tried to run, a sharp pain shot through his lower back. He let out a scream and, in the next moment, found himself tumbling down the steps, face-first into the mud of the garden.
Frantically trying to rise, he found himself unable to move, a foot pressed firmly on his tailbone. The pain was unbearable, as if his bones were being crushed. Through gritted teeth, he cursed, “W-Who the hell are you?”
“I am your father,” a macking voice replied from above.
“L-Landon?”
Alyssa’s heart stirred at the sight of Landon, his bright eyes gleaming as he stood over Zayne. It was moving to see him and Jeremy working together again, a feeling beyond words.
Despite the chaos, Landon’s black coat remained perfectly draped over his shoulders, as if it were part of him. True to his title as “The Tyrant”, Landon always had to appear impeccably put together, no matter the cost.
A look of surprise came across Sean’s face. “Mr. Harper!”
“Lyse, Sean!” Landon smiled as he greeted them. At the same time, he pressed the front of his foot harder onto Zayne’s back.
With a sickening snap, Zayne’s tailbone broke.
“Landon… Harper…” Of course Sebastian had heard of Landon-the man who straddled both the legal and underground worlds. He felt a chill ran through him.
Who was he to have the three major aristocrats gathering at his doorstep?
Sebastian’s face drained of color. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees.
Once Landon was done making his presence known, two of his bodyguards rushed to Zayne and held him down.
“Jeremy, are you okay?” Landon asked, concern in his voice as he approached.
“I’m fine.” Jeremy straightened up, unfazed.
Landon’s eyes widened. He sighed in exasperation. “You’re fine even after a flowerpot smashed right at you? Are you Iron Man or something?”
