Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
“What else should I do? I can’t be keeping them around.” Alyssa rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“You-” Zoe was too angry to speak. Alyssa was impudent. How dare she speak recklessly in Landon and
Jeremy’s presence? She did not seem to mind what men think about her. 1
“Ms. Harper, you’re here to apologize, not to point fingers. Is it difficult to admit you’re wrong?”
After a pause, Jeremy looked squarely at Alyssa while addressing Zoe, “Even if Javier did not teach Betty a lesson, I would have done so. Even if Landon did not force you to come here, I would have done so. The result is the same. Do you have anything else to say?”
Alyssa looked up with a complicated expression. Jeremy did not go easy on Zoe. Anyway, it was none of her business.
“Jeremy …” Zoe was heartbroken and furious as tears streamed down her face. Jeremy was no longer the gentle guy with a smile who’d stroll in the park with her, hand-in-hand.
He had completely lost himself after being bewitched by Alyssa!
“Hey, are you going to apologize or not?” Alyssa lost her patience and was ready to leave.
“Zoe, apologize to Ms. Alyssa!” Landon urged.
“I’m sorry…” Zoe hissed through gritted teeth in an almost inaudible voice.
“Louder. I can’t hear you,” demanded Alyssa with a frown.
“Sorry!” Just as Zoe spoke, Landon approached her and forced her to bend over and bow to Alyssa.
She couldn’t fight Landon and was forced to nod to Alyssa. She was torn by the grave humiliation, and she vowed to take her revenge.
“Sean,” Alyssa called out to Sean as she rose.
“Yes, Ms. Alyssa,” he answered.
“I heard Mr. Harper said he’d compensate me for the damages caused by Ms. Harper’s actions on behalf of the Harper Group. Please itemize the compensation for infringement and psychological distress and present them to Mr. Harper.”
Alyssa decisively walked out of the door and added, “I will be donating the compensation to Solana City
Hope Foundation. I won’t take a single cent.”
Landon was surprised by her statement and then smiled wryly.
Alyssa not only exuded ethereal beauty; she was strangely devoid of human emotions as well.
Alyssa returned to work in her office while Sean brought Landon to settle the compensation matters. As an attorney, Sean had itemized the compensation, which was an astronomical sum for the average citizen.
That was the price for forging Alexa’s work.
Landon let out a heavy sigh when he looked at the agreement, a bitter taste in his mouth. He could afford to pay up, but the humiliation was too much.
He had once truly loved Alyssa. Even though they weren’t destined to be lovers, he still hoped to remain friends with her and never thought of hurting her.
Sadly, their friendship seemed to drift further away with each passing day.
On the way to the parking lot, Zoe was sobbing and moaning like she had been wronged.
“The real victim didn’t shed a tear. What gives you the right to cry?” Landon said sternly, walking in huge strides, leaving Zoe struggling to catch up with him.
“Is Alyssa heartless? Why would she demand ten million dollars in compensation? She might as well have robbed a bank!” Zoe groaned, feeling upset at the idea of Alyssa getting ten million dollars without doing anything.
Zoe added, “Landon, have you ever felt this humiliated in your 28 years? If I’d known this would happen, I wouldn’t have apologized to her!”
“Ms. Alyssa has been kind to you,” Landon replied, stopping in his tracks because he couldn’t take it anymore. “If I hadn’t pushed you to make a sincere apology, you’d be apologizing at a press conference instead of her meeting room.”
Zoe shivered at the thought.
“When you’re home, do not leave without my permission. Reflect and repent on your behavior!” Huffing,
“You can’t ground me, Landon! You can’t!” Zoe pounded on the car window and cried, but Landon sat inside, unfazed.
He realized he couldn’t afford to be lenient with Zoe anymore. It would only lead his sister down the wrong path.
When Landon’s luxury car sped away, Zoe stomped her feet and cried, squatting on the ground.
“Ms. Harper, please get in the car,” two female bodyguards instructed as they lifted Zoe’s arms and placed her inside, swiftly closing the door.
The car headed to Harper Residence. Zoe felt dead inside.
It was at that moment her phone rang. She wiped away her tears and checked the screen, only to see it was from an unknown caller.
“Who’s this?” Zoe barked into the phone.
“Ms. Harper,” a man with a pleasant voice replied, but his voice sounded processed.
“W-Who are you?” questioned Zoe, sobbing.
“You must have felt frustrated and wronged from what happened today, am I right? Your crush did not even take a look at you.”
Zoe widened her eyes as her heart raced.
Who was this man, observing her in the dark and privy to her situation? 2
The man offered, “If I promise I could get you the man you want, would you listen to me and work with me?”
Sean returned to Alyssa’s side after completing his task. He quizzed, “Are you really going easy on Ms.
Harper? This is the nicest you’ve ever been.”
Sean couldn’t help but smile when he noticed Alyssa’s high heels carelessly strewn on the floor. He neatly placed them under her table.
Meanwhile, Alyssa was engrossed in a gaming session, relaxing by wreaking havoc in the virtual world.
Lucifer, also known as the Queen of Killers, had become a revered figure for most players in the gaming community.
Every time she live-streamed her gameplay, she’d attract hundreds of thousands of viewers, further proving her popularity.
She snickered. “Who do you take me as? Be kind to her? I’m an enthusiastic philanthropist, but I’m no
Mother Teresa.
“I haven’t dealt with her because I do not have solid evidence. Betty was her scapegoat, and she wasn’t directly implicated. My hands are tied now.”
“Looks like Ms. Harper has really rubbed you the wrong way,” Sean said indignantly. “She doesn’t seem remorseful at all. She even shot you a hostile glare before leaving, as if she could tear you apart!”
“Yeah, like that’s even possible. She should keep her thoughts as thoughts. She wouldn’t want it to backfire and make herself the clown.”
Her phone rang from Jonah’s call. She hurriedly picked up and cooed, “Jonah!”
“Lyse, are you still at the hotel?” he inquired.
“Yes, I’m in my office.”
“Ah, that means Sean’s with you, right?” he lowered his voice.
Alyssa cleverly excused herself by heading toward the door, pretending she needed to use the bathroom.
She didn’t want the sensitive Sean to catch on that she was intentionally avoiding him.
After closing the door to her private bathroom, she whispered, “What’s going on? Does this have something to do with Sean?”
Jonah replied, “It’s not directly related to Sean, but it’s connected somehow. I can’t speak freely with him around. Javier sought Sean’s brother, Simon. He is helping to bail out Betty. Simon is on his way to pick
Alyssa’s expression darkened as she murmured, “With Simon Lynch’s help, Betty has a better chance of being released.”
Jonah said, Simon Lynch is crafty and bold. He’s never lost a case in his decades-long career and won’t let it happen now. He’ll do whatever it takes to clear Betty’s name.”
He paused and added gently, “If I were him, I’d start by dealing with that reporter. She’s the key witness against Betty right now.”
Alyssa sighed, “I get what you mean, but I have no influence over Abigail Grant. She’s under Jeremy’s control at the moment.” She took a deep breath and composed herself.