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“Fooling around with Landon’s sister, Zoe, of course! Jeremy’s known that bratty jinx since he knew how to suckle from his mother’s tit!” Cyrus was really good at insulting people, even better than his brothers could.
Jonah remained silent.
Meanwhile, Sean coughed awkwardly, neither agreeing nor denying it.
“You’re really good with words, Cyrus, Keep it up.” Alyssa nodded approvingly.
Jonah’s lips tightened into a line as he maintained his silence.
All of a sudden, his gaze fell to a spot some distance behind Alyssa. “Jameson?”
Shocked, Alyssa turned around to look.
Jameson’s car had stopped not far away. Its engine was switched off, and it remained so silent its presence was nearly undetectable.
Jameson was leaning forward in the driver’s seat, his arms resting on the steering wheel as he stared fixedly at Alyssa.
Alyssa bit her lip, meeting his eyes.
She neither waved at him nor went over.
Alyssa could see how Jameson slowly lowered his head into his arms, only revealing his bright eyes.
Those eyes conveyed a lonely emotion, as if he were some wounded animal. Alyssa recalled how Jameson had this very same look in his eyes 15 years ago when Victor punished him by making him stand outside in the pouring rain.
“Fuck me. When did he arrive here? There wasn’t a sound at all. What is he? A ghost?” Cyrus shivered. chills shooting up his spine.
Jonah glanced at Jameson, then turned back to Alyssa. “Did he follow you over to the Walsh’s place?”
Alyssa hummed in acknowledgment.
Just then, Jameson’s car engine revved up. It swiftly U-turned back the way he came, disappearing into the night.
“Huh? Is he leaving just like that?” Cyrus frowned. “Why are all the people who try to court you so strange.
Lyse? From jackass-of-the-year to stalker supreme. How could we not be worried about your safety when you’re out alone now, Lyse?”
“Let’s get to the point here.” Alyssa didn’t want to talk about Jameson any longer. She said solemnly,
What did you find out about Ronald, Cyrus? Is he still keeping quiet?”
Cyrus sighed in exasperation. “I’m afraid I need more time. That bastard’s more loyal than we thought. He really is so devoted to Sophia that you’d think they were married.”
“I’ve actually anticipated that he wouldn’t give up so easily. He’s already gone and killed for Sophia, after all.” Alyssa crossed her arms around her chest. Her face was as cold as ice.
“That’s why I want you to interrogate him according to my instructions. It will weaken his resolve and allow us to deal the killing blow right when he’s vulnerable. We’ll make his love for Sophia crumble for good,” she said.
“What do you want us to do, Lyse? We’ll do as you say!” Cyrus eagerly rubbed his hands together, determined to make Sophia and Ronald pay.
“Ronald’s testimonial for Sophia’s crime won’t be enough.” Alyssa balled her hands into fists, snarling, Sophia’s hurt Lyla so much and even made her lose her pride. I’m going to make sure she gets punished a millionfold!”
“Lyse, Cyrus, I think there’s more to uncover about Ronald and Sophia’s relationship.” Jonah’s eyes were filled with cold reason as he continued, “Sophia must’ve told Ronald to attack Lyla on a whim.
“If one call from her could make him take action without hesitation, it goes to show just how close they’ve remained for all these years. She likely had him take care of all her dirty deeds for her, too.”
“Right? Maybe Sophia has had children with him, too. What a cuck Javier Walsh must be!” Cyrus sneered.
Alyssa treated the statement as a joke, yet couldn’t help but wonder if the truth really was what Cyrus suggested. If that truly was the case, then Sophia could be ruined for life!
But would someone so proud and as vain as Sophia, who treasured her title as Mrs. Walsh, really get together with a destitute and lowly supporting actor like Ronald?
“Hmph. If they really did have children, I hope it’s Betty. That way, Ms. Alyssa can finally get her revenge on that evil duo, and they can leave the Walsh family for good!” Sean gritted out.
Alyssa thought about some things before asking gently, “Jonah, has Axel contacted you lately? Does he know when Julien will be here in the city?”
“Axel did call. He said he’s still planning things out with the Lovelace family. He’ll try to have Julien come over ASAP,” Jonah said.
He then patted his sister’s shoulder, saying, “Don’t worry. I’m still around. I’ll get you whatever you need, even if it means walking through the fires of hell.”
“I’m here too! I’ll help you!” Cyrus raised his hand excitedly.
“You have me as well, Ms. Alyssa.” Sean shot her a warm smile.
Alyssa felt touched. She leaned into Jonah’s shoulder, suddenly feeling much more at ease than before.
After a whole night of expending energy, Landon finally slumped back to his and Lauren’s love nest.
Snow began to fall even before he reached the house. When he arrived, Angelina was already waiting for him outside the front gate with an umbrella.
“Welcome back, sir.” Angelina nodded respectfully when Landon exited the car. She then sheltered him with the umbrella from the snow, exposing herself.
“Where’s Lauren? Has she gone to sleep?” Landon asked worriedly.
“Ms. Lauren has stayed up waiting for you all this while. I tried persuading her otherwise but to no avail.” Angelina smiled fondly. “Don’t blame her. She just couldn’t stop worrying about you.”
Landon swallowed as warmth surged in his chest. He then walked into the villa.
Afraid Lauren might catch a cold from him, he changed into the clothes Angelina had prepared for him before tiptoeing upstairs. He wanted to surprise his darling wife. 1
When Landon opened the bedroom door, he noticed a copy of “The Nightingale and the Rose” on the bed.
However, Lauren was nowhere to be found.
Getting slightly panicked, Landon was about to call out to her when he heard the sound of running water in the bathroom.
He marched over to it, gently pushing the door open.
The sounds from inside suddenly grew silent.
“Lauren?” Landon cried worriedly. Ever since he fell in love with her, he often felt afraid of losing her. All he wanted was to keep her by his side.
Worried something might have happened to Lauren because of how silent the bathroom suddenly became, Landon kicked the door open. It nearly broke away from its hinges. 2
Lauren, who was standing in front of the mirror, screamed. She turned around to face Landon, hands clutching her head.
Landon jolted in shock, breathing growing rough and uneven.
His eyes roamed across Lauren’s face before falling on her milky white …
Landon snickered at the sight before him. They didn’t come off as big, but they were unexpectedly plump.
Landon’s mind went blank as desire burned in his eyes. His hands twitched slightly. It was as if he was fantasizing and desiring to hold onto something.
Lauren shrieked again upon seeing it was Landon. She shut her eyes tightly, covering her front with her slim arms. She then turned her back to him.
But it was useless.
Her pale, flawless back tempted Landon just the same, making his blood roar. Simultaneously, desire began to surge throughout his body.
“Lauren, you… I… we….” Landon stammered, breathing heavily as he stared at Lauren.
“I-I just finished showering. I didn’t know you would be back so soon,” Lauren said meekly, her frail little body shivering. It was both tempting and pitiful.
Steam swirled in the bathroom like they were the embodiment of the couple’s intimacy.
Unable to hold himself back, Landon stepped closer to Lauren.
Lauren didn’t dare turn around even when she heard Landon’s footsteps. She continued quaking, holding onto her shoulders like some frightened bunny.
Landon, meanwhile, appeared quite like a lustful big bad wolf.
“Lauren…” Landon grunted, swallowing hard.
He gently lifted a trembling hand, wanting to touch Lauren’s skin. But Lauren spoke up just then, saying, “I- I wanted to put on some lotion after the shower but couldn’t reach my back. I would’ve f- finished earlier otherwise and been waiting f-for you in bed.”
Landon’s cheeks flushed with heat. His fingers buzzed with electricity as his senses nearly collapsed into themselves.
