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“Sorry, Ms. Betty. I’ll be there soon…
Sophia and Betty were speechless when Rosie provided the evidence. Seething, Silas nearly charged at the mother and daughter to scold them but was held back by Jonah and Cyrus.
Silas snapped, “Are you still living in the last century? How could you abuse your maids? Even the royals in history did not treat their servants that way!”
Axel clicked his tongue and shook his head. “Silas can be quite frightening when he’s triggered.”
Alyssa felt resentful when she heard the recording. Her throat went dry.
Jeremy held her by the waist, a gesture to calm her down, but he nearly lost his temper as well.
There was a commotion among the reporters after Sophia and Betty were called out. Sophia gritted her teeth and dragged Betty out of the
Alyssa and Jeremy felt a sudden chill. They looked up and saw Nina’s expressionless grandmother splashing a bowl of hot soup at Sophia.
Sophia screamed at the top of her lungs. Scalded and reeking of the soup’s contents, she had never been in such a humiliating situation before.
Betty, who could not step aside in time, was also drenched in soup. She nearly heaved from the stench.
The onlookers gasped at the turn of events. They did not expect Nina’s bedridden and ill grandmother to take revenge for her granddaughter with a will of steel. The old woman glowered at Sophia.
Her determination won her the respect of everyone present.
“You evil woman! Get lost! I don’t want you standing in the way of Nina!” Despite appearing frail, the old woman yelled loudly with rage,” If you don’t leave, I will break your head with the bowl!
“I don’t have any purpose in life after losing Nina. I have nothing more. to lose, and I am not afraid of going against you!”
Sophia and Betty enjoyed a high-profile arrival at the funeral but ended up escaping from the scene with tails between their legs.
The reporters left after that. They would have a field day writing ne articles on Javier and Sophia. Although Nina’s funeral started in chaos, it wrapped up smoothly.
Unfortunately, Nina’s grandmother fainted out of anger at Sophia and Betty’s interruption. The Taylor family rushed her to the hospital, where she would receive the best care.
Alyssa sat on the couch in the lounge, looking dejected. Although she and Jeremy had the upper hand, she trembled with heartache and when she thought of the recording in which Sophia and Betty abused Nina.
Jonah and Silas were busy dealing with the media. Jeremy might have was thoroughly protected, just in case.
Cyrus wanted to keep Alyssa company, but he had to leave because of some work at the police station.
Only Sean, Tatiana, Axel, and Jeremy were by Alyssa’s side. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking confused. “Is the air conditioning turned on? I feel cold.”
“No, Lyse,” Tatiana replied with worry. “Did you fall sick? I’ll get you a blanket.”
When Tatiana proceeded to leave, she noticed Jeremy putting his jacket around Alyssa. He acted so tenderly as if he was holding a newborn.
Alyssa looked up at Jeremy, feeling touched. He knelt in front of her and gazed into her teary eyes, desperate to read her pain and emotions.
“Lyse, I know what you’re thinking,” he remarked curtly.
Moved by his words, she mumbled tearily, “It’s just… I feel… cold
Gripped by a crushing pain, he pulled her into a deep embrace whispered in her ear, “Are you still cold?”
She bit her lips, her body almost melting under his embrace. She shook her head gently.
He coaxed her affectionately, saying, “You won’t feel cold again if I’m around.”
He knew that Alyssa was affected by the sad memories. She had yet to recover from Nina’s death.
It would take time to heal from trauma. He vowed to treat her with patience and care.
Axel, Sean, and Tatiana felt reassured upon seeing Jeremy and Alyssa wrapped up in a quiet hug. Tatiana, always the emotional one, teared up when she saw the touching scene.
Suddenly, she felt a warm sensation in her hand. Sean had gently interlaced his fingers with hers.
Tatiana’s breaths became ragged, her cheeks deepening in color. She held Sean’s hand silently, both blushing in embarrassment but not letting go.
When Alyssa gathered herself, she told Jeremy, “Mrs. Rosie can no longer work at Seaview Manor after what happened today. If you and Mrs. Rosie don’t mind, I’d like her to work at Heightsnew Villa in Belbanks.
“If she prefers retirement, I will buy her a place in Belbanks so she could retire comfortably. I will be worried for her if she stays in Solana City. Sophia and Betty might give her trouble as payback.”
“Lyse, my sentiments exactly,” he replied, looking content. “I’d prefer Mrs. Rosie to leave Solana City temporarily and return only after I’ve taught Sophia a lesson. But I do not mind if Mrs. Rosie settles down in Belbanks. That sounds good as well.”
“I’m just concerned she won’t want to leave because she’ll miss you, she teased, squinting at him.
Bright-eyed, Jeremy rubbed her fingers and responded, “She wo miss me. She once said anywhere is home when I’m around her that doesn’t happen, she’ll at least need her Madam to be with
“I-I’m no longer her Madam!” Blushing, Alyssa panicked and turned he face away, ignoring him.
He chuckled and caressed her head. Axel could not stand watching the lovey-dovey couple and sneaked out of the lounge to smoke.
At that moment, Jeremy received a call. He checked the caller ID, and his eyes gleamed. “Lyse, I need to answer the call. I’ll be back soon.”
She watched as he left the lounge, and her chest tightened.
Outside the lounge, Jeremy picked up the call. Landon asked, “Jeremy, the arrangements are in place. When do we make our move?”
“Let’s leave in my private jet this evening,” replied Jeremy with a serious look.
“Just use my jet! Don’t worry about the fuel costs!” Landon graciously offered. “You get the best because you’re Lauren’s brother!”
“Your jet is an older model. It’s too slow,” Jeremy explained flatly.
Disheartened, Landon grumbled, “Damn it! You always make me look bad.” Then, he questioned, “Have you told Lyse about it?”
Jeremy shut his eyes, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath. “I can’t tell her. I know her well. She is a righteous person who will do anything it takes to take revenge with her own hands.
“If she learns that I’m searching for Jeffrey Snyder, she will definitely want to come with me, and I won’t be able to stop her. Bringing her to Tsulu would be reckless. It’s dangerous there.”
Landon sighed, “You’re the epitome of doting on your spouse.” Then, he added, “I’m the same.”
Jeremy teased him, “Don’t go blowing your own trumpet.”
Once they took down the enemy, Jeremy hoped his best friend could find happiness with his dear sister. At the same time, he yearned for a fresh start with Alyssa.
After the call, Jeremy smoked by the window instead of returning to the lounge. He stood there, trying to organize his thoughts.
Suddenly, he heard gentle footsteps approaching him from behind.
Jeremy whirled around, drawn in by a pleasant fragrance. Alyssa leaned closer to him, her eyes shining brightly. She placed her arms by his side, her plump lips hovering before him.
He swallowed hard and blushed at the fatal attraction of her moist lips.
Alyssa purred, “Have you forgotten what I said to you?” Her hand traveled down to his chest and traced its way to his abdomen.
His heart raced as he stared intently at her rosy lips. Just when he was about to kiss her, she took the cigarette from between his fingers and placed it between her lips.
She took a long drag but started coughing violently. Her face reddened.
He pinched her flushed cheeks and teased her, “Oh, you silly thing! Don’t force yourself if you don’t know how to smoke.”
“I don’t understand… Cough… What’s so appealing about smoking?” She tossed the cigarette on the floor and stomped on it. “You and Axel smoke all the time. What are you, a chimney? I should play the documentary of lung cancer on a loop to scare you out of it!”
She blushed after her minor outburst.
Jeremy fixed his eyes on her and tossed his box of cigarettes into the trash can. Hugging her by the waist, he breathed on her face, tickling her skin. He had a look of desire in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Lyse. I’ll try my best to quit smoking. No. I WILL quit smoking.”
“I know it’s hard for a longtime heavy smoker to quit cold turkey. I’m not unreasonable. Just smoke less,” she mumbled with a smirk.
‘No. I must quit smoking,’ Jeremy insisted. He was pulled back to memories of old and felt a pang of pain. “You advised me to quit smoking many times, but I never listened to you. I’ll do whatever you ask me to. It’s just that
She blinked. “What?”
Blushing, he asked a question like a naive schoolboy, “Can I watch TV all day at your place if I quit smoking?”
In his 30s, he seemed to have just learned how to love a woman.
