Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
Alyssa closed her eyes, though her mind remained in overdrive.
The truth was, she was forcing herself to stay alert. Ever since Amber’s disappearance, she hadn’t had a single restful night.
The once carefree Alyssa, who could sleep through anything, was long gone. Her frayed nerves left her in a weakened state, but she held on.
She had survived when others hadn’t, and that resilience fueled her belief that she could endure again. This time, she wouldn’t let Justin win.
Her phone buzzed as they reached the tollbooth for Solana City’s expressway. It was a number she didn’t recognize.
Ordinarily, she would ignore such calls, but today, something felt different. Her instincts screamed that this call mattered, and she couldn’t let it go unanswered. She quickly swiped to answer the call, bringing the phone to her ear. “Hello? Who’s this?”
Her breath hitched as the voice on the other end spoke. Her heart raced.
Thanks to Remy going easy on them, Jeremy and Jonah arrived at Berenike Hotel’s underground parking lot with Xavier and Sebastian.
Studying Xavier’s pale face, Jeremy knitted his brows together. “Are you alright, Xavier?”
“I-I’m okay!” Xavier forced a smile, though it was hard to tell if it was genuine or a grimace.
Pursing his lips together, Jeremy tore off his necktie and skillfully wrapped it around Xavier’s wound to staunch the bleeding.
Xavier’s lips quivered, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. He was so touched that he could cry!
Sebastian gasped in surprise. “Mr. Walsh, where did you learn to do that? You are bandaging his wound like a professional!”
With his eyes lowered, Jeremy answered coldly, “On the battlefield. I was once with the Peacekeeping
Forces. I learned this from the medics while on a mission in Luminara.”
Upon hearing that, Jonah’s chest tightened. He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. Alyssa had insisted he never reveal to Jeremy that she had once saved his life. She didn’t want Jeremy’s feelings to be clouded by gratitude or duty. She wanted him to love her simply for who she was, not as the Burton Dove.
The past was the past, so she just wanted to leave it all behind.
She was simply Alyssa-the Alyssa Taylor who loved Jeremy Walsh. That was all.
But as Jeremy finished tending to Xavier, Jonah felt a surge of hesitation. “Hey, Jeremy.”
Jeremy turned to him, his eyes sharp yet curious. “Yes?”
“Actually-“
A sudden metallic clanking interrupted him. The sound echoed ominously through the empty parking lot.
Jeremy and Jonah stepped out of the car, their eyes locking on a group of men emerging from the shadows with metal rods in hand.
The fighters struck their rods against the ground rhythmically, the sound reverberating like a battle cry.
“Fuck!
e not done?” Xavier of anger. He, too, wanted held him back forcefully.
Jeremy and Jonah exchanged a determined glance. Their fists clenched.
They had come too far to back down now. No matter how violent the storm ahead, they would face it head-on.
Soon enough, Jeremy and Jonah found themselves surrounded by a horde of fighters. The atmosphere was charged with a vicious, merciless tension that heightened their awareness.
They were now in the underground parking lot of Berenike Hotel.
This was one of the Walsh family’s properties, with Newton overseeing the construction personally.
Berenike Hotel had always been the leader among all the five-star hotels in Solana City. Yet, on this day, when a critical press conference was about to begin, Justin chose to start a massacre in the hotel’s parking lot, disregarding the potential damage to the hotel’s reputation.
His actions were utterly insane and perverse.
“Shall we each take down ten of them?” Jonah nudged Jeremy with his elbow. Narrowing his eyes, he added, “The press conference starts in ten minutes. Think you can wrap this up by then?”
A cold, fierce glint flashed in Jeremy’s usually dull eyes. “I’ll take down 15 and leave five for you.”
“Why only five for me?”
Jeremy’s gaze remained calm as he explained, “You’re like an older brother to me, which means I’m lower in the hierarchy. It’s only right that I work harder.”
Jonah blinked in surprise, then laughed despite the tense situation. “That’s just a hierarchy. Don’t act like you’re that young, Mr. Walsh. You’re not that young.”
A serious look crossed Jeremy’s face. “At the end of the day, this is between Justin and me. It is a family matter. I already regret involving you guys. This wasn’t my intention.”
Jonah fixed his gaze ahead. “Don’t say that. We’re family.”
Something tugged at Jeremy’s heartstrings. As he studied Jonah’s sharply defined side profile, a flood of emotions he couldn’t name coursed through him.
“Jeremy, I’m here!”
A loud shout echoed, followed by the roar of a powerful engine.
A sports car worth ten million dollars sped into the parking lot, knocking down five people in an instant. The car drifted smoothly before coming to a stop in front of Jeremy and Jonah.
The door opened, and Landon emerged, his presence commanding. He rolled his shoulders and tilted his head, exuding the air of a grim reaper ready to claim lives.
“Landon…” Jeremy’s eyes widened in disbelief, his voice thick with emotion.
Landon clicked his tongue. “What would you do without me?”
He then raised a brow and smirked playfully. “Am I right, Jeremy?”
It was time. The press conference was moments away from commencing.
Backstage, in the green room, Justin sat upright on the couch, eyes closed in quiet contemplation.
Sheryl handed him a cup of tea, which he took with both hands. After inhaling its fragrance, he sipped it elegantly. “That damn Axel. How could he hurt you like this? You could’ve walked into the press conference looking flawless, “Sheryl muttered, seething with frustration.
“Don’t worry. Sometimes, imperfections can be a form of perfection,” Justin replied, stirring his tea gently. “They still haven’t shown up, even though I’ve given them so much time. I wonder have I overestimated Jeremy’s abilities?”
Sheryl sneered. “What abilities? His so-called abilities only came about because you gave him the chance. If you hadn’t stepped down as Walsh Group’s president and handed the position to him, he’d never know what it’s like to be in charge. He should be grateful to you!”
Justin frowned slightly. “Sheryl, that was too harsh.”
“Sir, it might’ve been harsh, but my point stands.”
Justin chuckled. “You’re right.”
Just then, Sheryl’s phone rang. The moment she answered, panic flashed across her face.
“Oh no! Sir, Jeremy, Jonah, and Landon have barged into the hotel’s parking lot!”
Justin’s eyes narrowed, a sinister glint in them. “Stop them no matter what it takes.”
Meanwhile, the light above one of Taylor General Hospital’s emergency surgery theaters flickered off. Moments later, the door swung open, and a doctor emerged, pulling down his surgical mask
Mandy hurried toward the doctor, her eyes brimming with worry. “How is that poor man doing?”
“Mrs. Taylor, it’s fortunate you brought him in when you did. Ten minutes later, and we might not have been able to save him. He went into shock from excessive blood loss, but he’s stable now. I gave him a transfusion and sutured his wounds. He’ll need rest and proper nutrition to recover fully.”
Relief washed over Mandy, and her tense body slackened. Her knees nearly buckled as she murmured, “Thank God … Thank God!”
Once the doctor departed, Mandy instructed her driver to purchase the best blood-replenishing supplements available, sparing no expense.
The driver had only been employed by the Taylor family for the past two years, so he was unaware of the true reasons behind Mandy’s actions. To him, her behavior seemed purely an act of kindness. “Mrs. Taylor, you’re so kind to go to such lengths for him. You’re a saint.”
Mandy lowered her eyes and shook her head bitterly. “It’s not kindness. It’s… penance.”
The driver was left puzzled by her remark. Still, he left to fulfill her request.
Transferred to the best VIP ward in the hospital, Remy had Mandy by his side, watching over him tirelessly.
“Damien… Are you Damien?” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. “How did you end up like this? What happened to you, my child? What did you get yourself into?”
