Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
“Alyssa,” Jeremy called out to her suddenly.
The moment Alyssa spun around, she felt a weight on her shoulders.
Jeremy had draped his coat over her. With a firm gaze, he said, “Keep this on. It’s cold.”
Alyssa’s eyes welled up. Hastily, she tried to return the coat. “I’m fine.”
“Keep it on. You don’t like the cold.” Jeremy’s hands pressed firmly on her shoulders.
Choking slightly, Alyssa stammered, “Y-You… remember that?”
Jeremy’s lips pressed into a thin line, but he said nothing. Instead, he turned and walked toward Landon, who had just arrived.
Alyssa stood frozen, her eyes reddened. Pulling the coat tighter around her, she watched Jeremy’s retreating back. “Hasn’t The Millennium been sealed off? Why would Amber come here in the middle of the night?” Landon asked, his brow furrowed.
Xavier came running toward them, panting. “Mr. Walsh, we just found Ms. Altman’s car. It was parked nearby!”
“She must have been investigating something,” Jeremy said grimly. “Amber lived here for a long time before this. Aside from Jameson, no one knows The Millenium better than she does.”
“Axel is already on his way to Solana City!”
Alyssa walked toward them, her heart pounding with unease. The oppressive darkness around them made her feel as though danger lurked in every shadow. “We need to search The Millenium thoroughly. If Amber was in trouble, she would have left some kind of trace!”
Jeremy’s gaze lingered on her before he nodded.
Landon turned to his subordinates, “You heard Ms. Alyssa! Search every corner of this place. Whoever finds a clue will be handsomely rewarded!”
“Got it, Mr. Harper!” Harper Group’s subordinates acknowledged before swiftly dispersing.
“I’m going to search for Amber too,” Alyssa said, turning to leave.
Jeremy caught her arm. “It’s freezing. Go wait in the car.”
Landon chimed in, “Lyse, listen to Jeremy. Just wait in the car. We’ll search for Amber.”
“No I have to come too!” Alyssa sniffled. The sharp wind stung her face, leaving her nose raw and crimson, her eyes watering until they puffed into tender, swollen crescents. “Amber’s in trouble because of me. I was careless-it’s all my fault!” “Lyse…” Landon’s heart sank at her remorseful expression.
Jeremy’s gaze softened as he studied Alyssa’s pale face. “Her disappearance isn’t your fault.”
Tears welled in Alyssa’s eyes as she shook her head. “Amber means everything to Axel. If anything happens to her, I won’t be able to face him. I don’t deserve to be his sister. Please, let me come with you.”
Jeremy and Landon failed to dissuade her. Reluctantly, they agreed.
Alyssa trudged ahead through the icy winds, her frail frame defying the elements. Jeremy and Landon followed close behind.
Landon sighed. “She’s so stubborn. Being this headstrong will wear her down.” He glanced at Jeremy, whose face was unreadable. “Lyse carries so much on her shoulders-her family, a massive corporation, and now running after some reckless man.” Jeremy’s expression turned colder. “I never asked her to do anything for me. We’re nothing to each other now, so she doesn’t need to do anything for my sake.”
“Fuck… You’re such a cold-hearted bastard,” Landon scoffed, punching Jeremy’s shoulder. “You’ve only gotten worse since you got sick.”
Jeremy kept walking, his chest tight. After a moment, he murmured, “Landon, you mentioned an ointment that worked wonders for Lauren’s scars. Do you still have it?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“I need a tube.”
…
Meanwhile, Sheryl hastily bandaged her swollen nose and rushed to Seaview Manor to meet Justin. She didn’t have time to tend to her injury.
The study lay in darkness, with only moonlight seeping through the window. Its pale, cold glow carved shadows across Justin’s frosty expression.
“Mr. Justin,” Sheryl began, her voice sharp with frustration, “Remy is out of control!”
Sheryl’s purpose for coming here was clear-toreport on Remy. She quickly added, “Not only did he hit me… but worse, he dared to pretend he was following your orders! With his combat skills, he could easily match Jeremy, yet he somehow failed to subdue Amber? How is that possible?
“If I hadn’t arrived in time to capture that bitch and eliminate this threat, she would have escaped. After that, taking her would have been nearly impossible with heightened security.” en
Justin remained silent in the darkness, listening.
“Mr. Justin,” Sheryl ventured, “Remy has been behaving more erratically lately. Could the medication be losing its effectiveness?”
“Open the box on the table,” Justin finally spoke, his voice unnaturally somber in the quiet night.
Fighting through her pain, Sheryl approached and lifted the lid. Inside lay a pill of such deep blue it made the ones she’d given Jeremy pale in comparison. “What is this?”
“The latest iteration of Crystal Ice,” Justin replied, his cultured voice taking on an almost eager quality, as if sharing a fascinating secret. “Five times more potent than its predecessor. A single dose el.14
create absolute dependency regardless of one’s mental fortitude.”
His tone carried a clinical pleasure as he added, “Give it to Remy. And make certain you witness him take it.”
“Five times more potent than the previous version? Are you sure it’s safe for Remy to consume this?” Sheryl picked up the pill, unease flickering across her face.
As much as she despised Remy, she couldn’t deny his prowess as a fighter and his value as Justin’s right-hand man. Having him around would certainly ease Justin’s workload, prompting her to double-check.
“It won’t kill him, but it won’t be pleasant either. Don’t worry-it’s temporary,” Justin replied, a sinister smile curling his lips. He continued nonchalantly, “When he takes the pill, his adrenaline will spike, flooding him with energy while his muscles tense. He’ll feel both pain and euphoria. Then, it will fade, leaving him dependent on the drug moving forward.”
The implication was clear to Sheryl. Justin intended to control Remy through addiction.
“Remy wasn’t born for the shadows,” Justin continued, his gaze darkened. “He’s just a victim of post-traumatic amnesia, his nervous system subdued with sedatives and anesthetics. That’s the only reason he’s compliant. But dormant instincts always awaken. “His outburst tonight? A warning sign. To prevent further incidents, the solution is simple-severe addiction. Don’t you agree?”
A shiver ran down Sheryl’s spine.
She had been involved in every aspect of Justin’s dealings, including RC’s development of these new drugs. She knew all too well the monstrous transformation awaiting anyone who consumed that pill.
“Mr. Justin, what if Remy reacts adversely to the drug and becomes useless to you?”
“A useless man is just trash. Naturally, a piece of trash has to go where it belongs.”
With a dismissive wave, Justin signaled her to leave.
Sheryl’s body turned cold. What she didn’t realize what she would only understand upon her death-was that this chill foreshadowed her own fate.
Landon tore down the police tape without hesitation, sending his men to search The Millenium. He’d shoulder any consequences himself. But their search yielded nothing.
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When day broke, a group of them searched the mountain behind The Millennium.
Despite days of exhaustion, Alyssa pressed on ahead of Jeremy and Landon, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. She thought of Axel, who had hung up abruptly after hearing of Amber’s disappearance. She knew his silence stemmed from anger, fear, and anxiety-he didn’t want his words to terrify her more.
After searching for some time, Xavier suddenly shouted, “Mr. Walsh, Ms. Alyssa, look! There’s a blood trail!”
Everyone dashed forward, finding a line of crimson droplets leading into the distance.
“Assuming that this is the central point where it all happened, spread out and search for her!” Jeremy commanded, and the team moved with precision, their actions mirroring trained police officers.
Alyssa tried to join the search, but Jeremy held her back. “You’re completely worn out. Take a break.”
“I’m fine…” she protested, trying to pull away.
“Come here.” This time, Jeremy wouldn’t let her stubbornness win. He drew her into his arms, hands settling naturally at her waist, holding her firmly against him. Landon’s lips curved into a relieved smile as he watched them embrace. Jeremy still cared for Alyssa, even if his words said otherwise.
Alyssa trembled in Jeremy’s arms, head bowed like a child who’d caused some terrible disaster.
“Why are you crying again? Your tears never stop,” Jeremy muttered, frowning at her soft sobs. “You’ve always been strong, Alyssa.”
“I’ve never been strong… It was all just a front…” she whispered, her tears dampening her lashes. “Not for a single moment… was I truly strong.”
Something indefinable surged through Jeremy, leaving his throat desert-dry as he swallowed.
Jeremy wanted to console Alyssa but found himself at a loss for words. So, he remained silent.
“Disappointed, aren’t you?” Alyssa sniffled as she smiled bitterly.
“Not at all.”
