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One day, the Schmidts sat in their living room-a heavy feeling hung in the air. Daisy sobbed uncontrollably, but it was unclear if her grief was genuine.
She wailed, “Why did this happen? David used that road often, and it was a straight road. How did he get into an accident?”
Everyone was moody. Only Jameson crossed his legs and sipped on his tea, unconcerned. He remarked nonchalantly, “The frequency of using a road doesn’t reduce your chances of getting into an accident. They are unrelated, Daisy.”
Daisy dabbed away her tears with her hanky and shot him a moody glare. She accused, “You seem quite happy after David’s accident. Why? Has your wish finally come true?”
He placed the teacup on the table and adjusted his glasses. “No, I’m not happy. I’m just emotionally stable, unlike you. David isn’t dead, but you cry like you’re at his funeral.”
“You-” she stammered, enraged by his taunt.
“That’s enough! Can’t you guys ever stop squabbling? You’ve been doing that forever. Daisy, David is suffering. You haven’t thought of a solution. You’re only busy causing trouble. Do you want to see our family in a mess?” David growled and slapped on the arm of his chair.
Daisy quivered at Victor’s rage and stopped crying, only glowering at Jameson. 2
After moments of thinking, Jameson slowly suggested, “Dad, I have a solution. Why don’t we give it a try? We might save David’s legs.”
All eyes were on him. Victor’s eyes brightened with hope. He leaned forward eagerly and urged Jameson, Tell me now!”
“Lyse has another identity-she’s an excellent surgeon. Before this, she successfully performed a difficult
“You’re Lauren’s sister, after all. So, I’ll need your help to make the marriage work, especially when I’m not in the position to act,” Zoe said with a sly smile.
She added, “My family runs a business empire, and we’re influential. If we were an ordinary family, knowing Landon, he wouldn’t give up on Lauren at all. The only way to crush his hope is to marry off Lauren to another influential family like the Hodgsons.”
What a devious plan!
Betty snapped and sweated after tugging on her facial injury, “I remember how you treated me after I helped you out. You nearly sent me to prison! Why would I help you now?”
Zoe drawled, “I’m your future sister-in-law. It’s important to get on my good side. Besides, you must be upset at Lauren for snatching Landon from you. No one else except for me can take revenge for you.”
Betty was stunned by Zoe’s plan. Tears of anger welled up as she clenched her fists, recalling how badly
Angelina had beaten her up.
She seethed silently, “Landon Harper, I love you deeply, but you treat me like an animal. I can only give you a taste of your own medicine by taking away your most precious possession.”
With that in mind, she told Zoe, “Tell me what you plan to do.”
Jeremy and Zoe’s scandal plunged the Walsh’s and the Harpers into turmoil.
The Schmidts also faced their own troubles, with David Schmidt having recently been in a car accident of his way home from a gathering with friends on a rainy night.
Jameson halted in his tracks and squinted when he heard the icy voice from behind. Yawning, he turned around and questioned, “Josh, what’s the matter? It’s late, and I’d like to rest.”
“Jimmy, you put on a good show. Isn’t it killing two birds with one stone?” Josh commented as he took a few steps closer, examining Jameson with a sharp gaze.
“Huh?” Jameson tilted his head, feigning ignorance.
Cutting to the chase, Josh accused, “You set up David’s car accident, didn’t you?”
Jameson still acted like he was confused. “What?”
Seeing through Jameson’s act, Josh continued, “You sent your men to screw up David’s car, but you didn’t want him dead, just crippled.
“Then, you offered a solution to Dad by introducing Ms. Alyssa to him, which earned you cookie points.
You proved yourself capable of sharing his worries. Bravo, Jimmy! That was some slick move.”
Jameson adjusted his glasses and lifted his chin. He erupted into a series of laughter that echoed in the corridor, sending goosebumps down Josh’s skin.
“Josh, how did you even become the president of the Schmidt Group? You could have been a great screenwriter instead of being crushed by Jonah Taylor and Jeremy Walsh in business!” Jameson jeered while laughing until he was out of breath.
Fueled by resentment, Joshhed his jaw and hissed, “Jameson Schmidt!”
“David’s accident has nothing to do with me. If you still insist that I played a role, I can only say that I have jinxed him,” Jameson offered, then left.
Josh took out his phone and ended the recording with a scheming look.
Back in the bedroom, Jameson took a shower after taking off his suit. Then, he poured himself a glass of red wine while sitting on the couch.
He felt relaxed, joyful, and refreshed. Sometimes, it felt better to condemn someone to hell on earth than to take his life.
Carl knocked on the door and entered, locking it behind him. “Mr. Schmidt, did you ask for me?”
“Have you taken care of the aftermath?” Jameson asked, taking a sip of red wine.
“Yes. The lorry driver has admitted guilt. He won’t say another word.”
“Great. I’ll visit Belbanks with Victor tomorrow to get Ms. Alyssa to treat David.”
“Huh? Why, though? How would Victor know about Ms. Alyssa-“
“I made the suggestion.”
Carl, looking astonished, said, “Why would you save David? What if Ms. Alyssa managed to make him walk again?”
“That’s impossible. She’s a doctor, not God,” Jameson said with a sneer.
He had orchestrated the accident that permanently crushed David’s legs. No one could restore them.
“I made the suggestion to show that I will help David despite the bad blood between us. Victor will remember my help. Even if we fail to treat David’s legs, Victor will still be grateful to me.”
Carl gasped, realizing, “You’re smart!”
“Victor can’t do anything about his favorite son,” Jameson remarked.
Standing before the dark windows, he swirled the red wine with an ominous look in his eyes. “Winston
Taylor will never marry his daughter off to a cripple. I am Victor’s only hope now.”
Victor, worried about David, called Winston that night to make sure that Winston and Alyssa were at home. The following day, he went to the Taylors’ residence at Belbanks with Jameson.
Upon arrival, he immediately wailed without a care for his image, “Oh, Winston! You have to save our poor David!”
Winston and Mandy welcomed him at the door. Winston secretly chuckled at Victor’s disheveled look. After a lifetime of competition between them, Victor had finally given up.
“What’s wrong, Victor?” Mandy was surprised to see Victor in such distress.
Victor, rushing toward them, accidentally tripped on a rock. He fell to his knees in front of the couple, grimacing from the pain in his hand. Winston and Mandy were left speechless by the unexpected scene.
Suppressing a snicker, Jameson helped Victor up. Then, he asked, “Dad, are you hurt anywhere?”
Victor truly loved David. Without even worrying about his appearance, he grabbed Winston and explained, “Winston, David got into a serious car accident a few days ago!”
Winston and Mandy exclaimed, “What happened?”
Jameson chimed in with a look of pity. “A speeding lorry crashed into David’s car on that rainy night because of the poor visibility. David’s legs were crushed by the lorry, and he suffers from a comminuted fracture. The doctor said both legs might have to be amputated.”
Winston was taken aback. “What? Amputation?”
Eyes gleaming with hope, Victor pleaded, “You watched my kid grow up. You wouldn’t want him to be crippled, right? Jimmy mentioned Lyse is the talented surgeon ‘Dr. Burton.’ Can we get her to treat David’s legs?”
Alyssa emerged from the villa at that moment. “Uncle Victor.”
She looked dazzling under the morning light. She seemed to have just woken up, as she looked a bit drowsy. Her hair was wet, and her bare, rosy face looked adorable.
Jameson gazed at her tenderly and swallowed hard. He couldn’t move his eyes away from her. He had fallen for an angel like her at a young age, condemning him to 15 years of longing and loneliness.
‘Oh, Lyse! Help me out! You must save David!’ Victor implored, almost in tears, as he clutched Alyssa’s hands. can’t sit back and do nothing, especially since David is your son.”
Though not well-acquainted with David, she felt compelled to help as Victor was Winston’s old friend.
Relieved, Victor said, “Thank you, Lyse!”
“Uncle Victor, I have to make it clear that I’m just an ordinary surgeon, not an omnipotent God. I’ll need to check on David’s injuries before I can make any promise,” Alyssa cautioned.
