Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
“Make sure you keep your eyes on him. Don’t lose sight of him!” Jeremy reminded him.
He felt his chest tighten. He quickly lowered his voice and asked, How about the police? Have they arrived at Tsulu?”
“Not yet. But my men are there!”
“Alright. Come with me to Tsulu tomorrow, then!” Jeremy’s eyes turned bloodshot as they blazed with the fire of rage.
“Huh? That’s so sudden!” Landon exclaimed in surprise.
“If you cannot bear to leave Lauren, just connect me with someone. I will go over myself.”
“No, that’s not it. If you want to go there, I will accompany you. The one thing that I regret the most in my life is not bearing arms with you back then! Oh, no, there’s one more thing. I also regret letting that bimbo, Zoe, return from Yoarkley!”
Landon’s head throbbed at the thought of Zoe. He couldn’t help but slap his thigh, consumed by a deep-seated feeling of hatred for her.
Jeremy said, “I need to get to Jeffrey before the police do.”
Men were competitive, especially when they were in love.
Both of them answered their respective phone calls at the same time. They hung up at the same time, too.
“Let’s go to Nina’s funeral tomorrow morning.” Alyssa’s eyes were slightly red.
“Yes, let’s go together.”
Jeremy thought long and hard. Like a husband who was about to go on a business trip, Jeremy wrapped his arms around Alyssa’s waist. He pulled her into his embrace.
“Lyse, there is an important project to discuss at work. I have to sit in this meeting as the president. I will need to go on a business trip for a few days.
“For how many days?” Alyssa gasped lightly.
“Five to ten days?”
Jeremy felt bad. He knew it was a white lie, but he felt terrible nonetheless for lying to the love of his life.
Alyssa blinked her eyes. “Where are you going?”
Jeremy stopped and said, “Yoarkley.” He made it up. He felt guilty as Alyssa stared at him.
“Okay, have a safe trip.” Alyssa was expressionless.
Jeremy hugged her. He was unwilling to part with her. “Wait for me to come back, Lyse.”
Alyssa didn’t answer him. She slowly raised her arms and returned his hug.
That hug was more than any words she could say..
A crescent moon hung coldly on the foggy night.
It was the beginning of spring. Yet, it was rainy. The weather was still cold.
“That maid working for the Walsh family is getting buried tomorrow morning.”
In a luxuriously decorated fall-themed room, Jameson sat on the sofa with his slender legs crossed. He had his back against Carl as he swirled his glass of red wine.
“Okay.”
“Alyssa will definitely be there. That maid died protecting her from a bullet. If Alyssa is there, Jeremy must be there too.”
Carl inched closer to him and asked tentatively, “Will you be attending?”
“It’s only a maid. Even if she saved Lyse’s life, I don’t think I must be present.”
Jameson drank his red wine elegantly. A cold, mocking glint appeared in the eyes behind his frame. “If she didn’t take the bullet for Lyse, then she will always be a worthless maid.
“Things are different now because of her wisdom. She had turned into Lyse’s savior. Lyse is so kind that she will always remember her. Her family will be compensated handsomely because of her sacrifice. No matter how you look at it, her death was worth it.”
Carl listened silently. His back broke into a cold sweat.
Jameson, his boss, could turn any evil intention into moral reasoning.
Jameson’s cruelty was concealed.
He consistently wore a gentle smile, making anyone feel at ease. when interacting with him. However, not interfering with him or his possessions was crucial in maintaining such favorable treatment. Coveting them was absolutely out of the question.
Otherwise, he would become hostile, catching the person off guard and unleashing a biting attack with a cold, poisonous tongue. He wouldn’t settle for a simple demise but would ensure a painful and agonizing death.
Jameson downed the remaining wine in his glass. A deep look swirled in his eyes. Sadness welled up in his heart.
He wasn’t going, not because he didn’t want to go. Furthermore, he had not seen Alyssa in a long time. He couldn’t eat or sleep thinking about her. He was losing his mind.
If he appeared suddenly uninformed tomorrow, she would resent him even more.
He had already lost to Jeremy. He couldn’t afford to lose to him any further.
At this moment, the door of the room opened slowly.
Amber entered with her head lowered. She had an envelope in her hand.
“Mr. Schmidt, the men you sent had sent something back.”
Jameson had his back facing them.
Amber pressed her lips tightly together. She handed the envelope to Carl for him to pass it to Jameson.
She used to be the only woman who could get close to Jameson besides Alyssa. She could have sat on his lap and flirted with him like his lover. She could have made harmless jokes with him without angering him.
Everyone who worked for Jameson would naturally assume Jameson loved and cared for her.
Only Amber knew deep down in her heart that she was nothing. She was not worthy to even carry Alyssa’s shoes with her.
Jameson only took her as a cheap replacement. When he was happy, he would tease her and satisfy his desires. If he were upset, he would mistreat her. She was putty in his hands.
So, she no longer tried to get close to her. Even looking at him in the eye was terrifying for her.
Carl handed Jameson the envelope with both hands..
Jameson put his wine glass down. He took the envelope from Carl and opened it slowly.
Suddenly, Jameson jumped up from the sofa, his presence so imposing it felt like a massive storm. It startled Carl and Amber, who frantically retreated, trembling.
The next moment, a loud crash resounded.
With reddened eyes, James roared angrily and kicked the tea set in
A wine bottle worth tens of thousands and the antique crystal wine glass shattered on the ground. The entire place was in disarray.
“That stupid bastard!”
Jameson threw the photos in his hand up in the air. His bloodshot eyes resembled a ferocious beast that had been provoked.
Carl and Amber picked up the photos. Both of them were shocked.
Even with disguises, they could tell the handsome couple hugging and kissing in the photos were Jeremy and Alyssa!
“How could this happen? How was this possible?”
Trembling, Jameson clutched his chest, feeling as if an explosive bomb had detonated within his heart. It erupted, shaking his entire world and shattering it into pieces.
“Why Lyse used to hate him. I saw it with my own eyes. Why are they together? Why?”
“Mr. Schmidt, please calm down.
Carl could only do his best to comfort him. “Could it be someone else? Maybe we have mistaken the couple for them. They might n have …”
“I-I know Lyse too well.”
