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“I heard from Winston that Mrs. Schmidt has Alzheimer’s. It looks like a particularly bad case. She doesn’t even recognize us,” Mandy whispered back.
“Oh gosh, Alzheimer’s at such a young age? Poor woman…” Colene sighed and cast a sympathetic look at Lily.
Jameson looked at Alyssa helplessly as Lily refused to let go of him.
After some hesitation, Alyssa tapped Jeremy on the shoulder. “Mr. Walsh, could you do us a favor and change your seat?”
He looked up slowly with an astonished and aggrieved expression. “Why should I? I was here before them.
Landon bit his lip, trying not to burst into laughter. Jeremy was indeed quite petty!
“The timing of your arrival isn’t the issue. As you can see, Mrs. Schmidt doesn’t want to be separated from her son, and I’d like them to sit at this table. I have no choice but to ask you to move to another table,”
Alyssa explained.
She hadn’t wanted to sit beside him in the first place, and now she had a valid reason.
She urged, “After some thought, I’ve realized you’re the only one I can ask to move. Please take a seat at another table.”
Jameson held onto Lily and adjusted his glasses, a sly grin playing on his lips.
“I won’t.” Jeremy frowned and stubbornly refused to budge.
“Fine, you’re not moving, right? Then, I’ll sit at Grandpa’s table!” Alyssa’s anger flared. She was so close to punching Jeremy in the face./
Now, it was Jeremy’s turn to get flustered. Worried that she might leave for real, he decided to listen to her and leave instead.
Just then, Jonah stood up in time with a soft smile. He said to Alyssa, “Lyse, Mr. Walsh is a guest as well. Let’s not trouble him. I’ll join Dad at his table. We shouldn’t let a minor incident dampen the mood.”
With that, Jonah smoothly moved to another table, leaving an empty seat behind.
Jameson’s face crumbled. He knew the motive behind Jonah’s actions and felt disheartened.
On the other hand, Jeremy let out a relieved sigh when the problem was solved. He decided to thank
Jonah at another time.
Lyla’s birthday party finally got underway. Alyssa had purposely arranged for Miley to sit beside her, as she hadn’t seen the latter in a long while.
Jameson had no choice but to take a seat next to Miley, looking somewhat disappointed that he couldn’t sit beside Alyssa.
“Miley, Mr. Schmidt has just returned from Kontina recently. The two of you must have a lot in common to talk about,” Alyssa began, trying to strike up a conversation and lighten the mood.
“Oh, did you live in Kontina for a long time?” Miley asked, looking surprised.
“15 years, to be precise,” Jameson replied with a smile.
“Well, you are almost a local then. You lived there longer than me. This is my third year living in Kontina after my marriage,” Miley remarked.
Eager to participate in the small talk, she casually asked, “I wonder, what’s your profession?”
Jameson merely replied, “I was in the trading business.”
“Oh, I see.”
Out of the blue, Jeremy interjected, “Mr. Schmidt, can you elaborate on the types of goods you traded?”
Jameson narrowed his eyes and balled his fists under the table.
Jeremy glanced at him with a piercing gaze and added, “This isn’t confidential information, is it? Or did you run a … unique business that you can’t publicly disclose?”
Alyssa, looking skeptical, silently gave Jeremy a look. She didn’t understand what he was up to by provoking Jameson.
“Just some everyday goods. I ran a typical business,” Jameson responded, adjusting his glasses. Only the stiffness of his lips betrayed the anger simmering beneath his facade.
He added, “Mr. Walsh, I must say you’re quite imaginative. I know you hold a grudge against me, but you shouldn’t question my character and disregard my hard work because of it.”
Jeremy put on an amused expression.
Jameson continued, “I’m different from you. You smoothly rose up the ranks within Walsh Group and swiftly became a young businessman.
“You were chosen as the heir by your grandfather. You will never understand the challenges of building a business from scratch.”
Alyssa took a sip of champagne after hearing Jameson’s biting reply. It stirred some of her memories.
She was among the few who truly comprehended Jeremy’s tough journey to the position of Walsh
Group’s president. It hadn’t been as straightforward as Jameson assumed.
“I never thought that I would get a lecture just for asking you a question, Mr. Schmidt. It seems I’ve made you nervous. Let’s leave the rumors I heard from Kontina as mere hearsay,” Jeremy quipped with a faint smile.
He exuded an air of intimidation, and his eyes gleamed with a subtle threat. “I have no prejudice against you, but I will if you get any closer to Lyse.”
Jameson’s jaw clenched upon hearing that, and Miley’s reaction changed from shock to excitement while witnessing the exchange between the two men.
As Alyssa’s older sister and a woman of high social standing, she had to stifle her laughter. The trip back home had certainly been worthwhile!
Jeremy, are you done?” Alyssa finally snapped and glared at him, “I’ll kick you out if you keep spewing nonsense.”
Jeremy held his breath and clenched his fists. He then inched closer to her, touched her fingers, and started softly caressing her skin. “Lyse, I was wrong. Please don’t be angry, okay?”
Any woman would find it difficult to resist the advances of such a handsome and affectionate man. The
He grew even more anxious when she remained silent.
Leaning in, he coaxed her, “Can you at least wait until after dinner to beat me up? My title might mean nothing to you, but please spare a company president from public humiliation.”
Miley silently chuckled at the situation. She and Alyssa shared a penchant for eavesdropping.
“Just stay where you are. I can’t be bothered to beat you up-you’re quite a handful,” Alyssa scoffed, turning away from Jeremy.
Jeremy stared longingly at her rosy lips, feeling tempted. Despite being in his 30s, he still acted like a love-
struck teenager when faced with her smile and words.
The stage lights dimmed, and a spotlight illuminated the stage as the emcee made an announcement.
“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience. Let us welcome the star of tonight, Madam Lyla!”
Applause erupted in the hall.
“Lyla! Lyla!” Alyssa cheered happily and clapped hard.
At that moment, Winston, looking dapper in a black tuxedo, led Lyla onto the stage.
“Damn! Dad looks incredibly handsome,” Cyrus remarked, impressed by Winston’s youthful appearance.
“He might have overdressed for the occasion, don’t you think? People might mistake him for getting married a second time,” Silas commented, his gaze fixed on the stage with keen interest.
“It would have been his fifth wedding,” Landon corrected while playing with Lauren’s hand.
He joked, “Not too bad. At least I can still count with one hand.”
He made a face and behaved himself when Mandy and Colene glared at him.
Silas, feeling hungry, swiped a piece of dessert and sneaked it into his mouth when no one was looking. However, Rose, seated at another table, caught his sly move and playfully called him out, “Hey, why are you eating like a thief, Mr. Taylor?”
Startled, Silas choked on his dessert and coughed, his face turning red. He had to pat his chest and gulp down some water, while Rose chuckled at the comical moment.
Meanwhile, Silas was left wondering if Rose had been sent to mess with him. After crashing into his car, she had made him choke on food, and she had even received Alyssa’s backing!
“What’s wrong with eating the food at my family dinner?” Silas shot a frustrated and annoyed look at Rose.
“Well, you ate ahead of everyone else at the table. Where are your manners?” she retorted, resting her chin on the back of her seat as she turned around with a cheeky smile that bore a striking resemblance to Alyssa.
Silas’ anger went away when he saw her smile.