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“Thanks for your hospitality. I need to go home because I have something to do.” Alyssa thanked him and pressed her lips awkwardly. She headed to the entrance.
Feeling his chest tighten, Jameson hurried after her. “Lyse, did I upset you in some way?”
“No. I’m simply not used to staying the night at some random man’s place, not to mention having breakfast together. That’s not my style,” she explained flatly with a forced smile.
Her words stung him, and he clenched his fists.
Jameson pondered silently, “Why had she allowed Jeremy to hug her but declined to have breakfast with me?”
He couldn’t help but wonder what might have unfolded had he not intervened in time last night. Would Alyssa and Jeremy have kissed? Would she have invited Jeremy Walsh to spend the night at her villa?
Alyssa’s phone rang, interrupting their conversation. She saw the call from Jonah and answered, “Hey,
Jonah.”
“Lyse, Silas, Cyrus, Sean, and I are in front of Jameson’s villa,” Jonah said tersely, his voice as commanding es thunder. He provided her with a sense of security.
“Jonah, I’m all good. You guys overreacted…” Alyssa mumbled and massaged her temples, trying to visualize the absurd situation unfolding outside.
“Overreacting? Lyse, you spent the night at another man’s place! As your brothers, we were almost in tears!” Silas yelled, his voice nearly hoarse.
“Did that guy lay a hand on you? Did you stay willingly, or did he trick you into it? I’ve got a pair of handcuffs ready for him!” Cyrus turned into a hot-blooded policeman, ready to barge in and arrest
Jameson on the spot.
“Calm down! All of you!” Alyssa instructed, frantically slipping on her heels and leaving the villa. Outside, several luxury cars had surrounded the vicinity.
Sean was the first to rush up to her, his eyes filled with tears. He held onto her shoulders and asked, “How are you? Are you okay? Did Jameson Schmidt do anything to you?”
“As if he would dare! The Taylors would destroy his family!” Alyssa responded, still thinking her brothers and Sean were unnecessarily worried.
“Lyse!” The three brothers encircled her. They sighed in relief to see her fully dressed and unharmed.
*Jonah, Silas, good morning,” greeted Jameson, who strolled over with a warm smile.
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He turned to Cyrus and remarked, “Cyrus, you’re here too. I guess there’s not much to do at the police station.”
Cyrus clenched his teeth, aching to slap the handcuffs on Jameson.
Silas was equally irate. He snapped, “Who are you to call me ‘Silas’? We’re not that close! It’s ‘Mr. Taylor’
for you.”
“Ah, right. I haven’t been back for a while. It looks like we’re not as close as we used to be,” Jameson replied nonchalantly, giving Alyssa a tender look.
“No matter what you think of me, my feelings for Lyse haven’t changed.”
This was the second time Jameson had taken away Alyssa, the Taylor family’s princess. Jameson He might not have harmed Alyssa, but his actions were a clear provocation to the Taylor siblings.
*Jonah, Silas, let’s go home.” Sensing that the situation was taking a bad turn, Alyssa tugged on Jonah and Silas’ sleeves, hinting at them to leave.
“You guys should go home with Lyse,” Jonah instructed.
He gently squeezed Alyssa’s hand and said to Jameson, “Jameson, let’s have a talk.”
Jameson warmly agreed, “Of course, Jonah.”
Since Alyssa couldn’t convince Jonah to leave, she got into the car while Silas, Cyrus, and Sean looked on,
As the car pulled away, she casually glanced out of the window, only to be startled by what she saw.
There was a gruesome patch of dried blood on the snowy ground by the roadside.
The air was tense in the villa’s living room. Jonah sat straight on the couch and crossed his legs with at stern look. He looked at Jameson with more hostility than before.
Jameson offered him some tea, saying, “Jonah, please have some tea.”
“It’s fine. I’ll be quick.”
QUITE
Jonah checked his wristwatch, his expression turning icy. He began, “Jameson, I know Lyse very well. She has never spent the night at a man’s place in her life.
“Yet, she was at your place last night. I need an explanation.”
“You never allowed her to stay out, but you supported her when she decided to elope. For three years, you kept her marriage to that jerk/a secret from Uncle Winston.
“You let her suffer at her in-laws’ place, living without any official recognition, Jameson stated calmly, taking a seat across from Jonah.
Jonah’s breath briefly stopped. Lips downturned, he taunted, “Oh, is that what you’re doing? You’re comparing apples to oranges. Lyse willingly married Jeremy out of love.
“As her brother, I might not agree with her decision, but I had to respect it. You, on the other hand, are a different case.”
Jameson’s eyes wavered as he started to falter.
Jonah continued, “I know Lyse isn’t into you. If you persist, you’ll not only anger her but also change my impression of you.” His eyes carried a threatening glint.
Jameson adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a faint smile. But in truth, he was swallowing hard and holding in his rage.
He explained, “I invited Lyse for dinner last night, as my mom and I loved meeting her. We had a good time at dinner.
“Later, Jeremy called Lyse, said something that upset her, and she fainted.” The thought of yesterday’s
Incident infuriated Jameson once more.
While listening, Jonah furrowed his brows. Even if Jameson might not be lying. Jonah was wary of his claims.
“Even so, you let Lyse stay at your place without informing us. You’ve crossed a line.
“As her eldest brother, I’m almost like a father figure to her. She’s precious to my dad and me. Lyse might not care about last night’s incident, but I’m blacklisting you because of it.”
Jonah rose with an air of authority, heading toward the entrance hallway. He added, “Jameson, you may be interested in Lyse. Our dads are good friends, but I speak for my dad now.
“We approve of your friendship with Lyse, but not a romantic relationship! Don’t ever dream of marrying her.”
Jonah’s words were polite, but it was a humiliating rejection of any romantic relationship between Lyse and Jameson, even if Jameson wanted to be a matrilocal son-in-law.
As Jonah was about to leave, Jameson declared, “Mr. Jonah, Lyse will marry me one day. Do attend our wedding.
“That would indeed be a dream wedding-it will only be in your dreams!” Jonah quipped and snorted before exiting.
When the door slammed shut, Jameson’s expression froze. He hissed, ‘I don’t need your approval to do anything! That’s absurd.”
His phone rang with a call from Carl. “Mr. Schmidt, I have two updates for you. First, Zoe Harper will return to Cyrris soon.”
Jameson smirked. “And the second update?”
It’s regarding Jeremy Walsh’s health, which you wanted me to investigate. I don’t have all the details, but I do know he was hospitalized at Solana City Memorial Hospital last month for a severe injury. He was discharged after two days.”
“That’s enough. I don’t need every detail. The fact that he’s gravely injured is all I need to know,” Jameson said, raising an eyebrow
“Mr. Schmidt, what’s your next step?” Carl inquired cautiously.
“I want him dead,” Jameson drawled with a menacing look.
“Sigh. Too bad we aren’t in Kontina. If we were, you could have gotten rid of him earlier on,” lamented Carl.
“It doesn’t matter. He’ll die by my hands eventually. I can wait.”
Landon’s private jet touched down at Solana City International Airport under the cover of night.
Zoe descended the stairs from the aircraft, wrapped in an opulent fur coat, her radiant brown curls cascading around her. She slipped into the waiting car that had come to pick her up.
After the incident with the counterfeit necklace, Landon had grounded Zoe, going so far as to confiscate her phone.