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Due to all the reasons above, Penelope wasn’t a fan of Zoe marrying Jeremy. On top of that, Jeremy was a divorcee much older than Zoe, making him a less ideal candidate.
“Dad, Mom is right,” Betty chimed in. “Look at Jeremy and Alyssa, acting all love-dovey. I think Ms. Alyssa is interested in remarrying him, and Jeremy is more than willing to do so. They’re definitely in love. Dad, you should just approve of their relationship.”
After years of dealing with Javier, Betty knew her father very well. Speaking up for Jeremy and Alyssa would only irk Javier.
Javier repeatedly watched the photos, where Jeremy appeared cautious before Alyssa. His anger simmered as he declared, “I don’t care. My son will never remarry a woman he ditched-I will not approve of the relationship!
“Who cares if Alyssa is Winston’s daughter? My son is not a doormat!”
After Javier vocalized his disapproval, Sophia and Betty exchanged silent, smug glances.
The Schmidts finally joined the other families in the VIP seat area. Ast the president of Schmidt Group, Josh was busy greeting friends and guests in the indoor hall with his wife, Clarissa Sparks, leaving Jameson and Daisy, to escort Victor to his seat,
Victor merely waved a hand nonchalantly at Cornelius, saying, “Hey, Mr. Cornelius! It’s been a while.” Although Victor was the family patriarch, he should have initiated a handshake out of courtesy, as he was considerably younger than Cornelius.
Seeing that, Cornelius refused to rise from his seat and replied in an equally dismissive tone, “That’s right. It’s been a while.”
The silent rivalry between the two magnates unfurled from that moment.
“Jimmy, I heard that Uncle Winston and his family have arrived. Go welcome them. We’re the hosts-we can’t neglect our friends,” Victor deliberately urged Jameson to leave, raising his voice for the
Walsh’s and the Harpers to hear.
Through his gesture, he indirectly hinted that, unlike the Taylors, the other two families weren’t worthy of the Schmidts’ respect.
Javier and Cornelius’ expression crumbled at Victor’s dismissive move. The air was tense with awkwardness.
“Will do, Dad.” Jameson left the seating area while adjusting his glasses. His expression darkened-he just learned that Alyssa and Jameson had made their grand entrance, even embarrassing Zoe while they were at it.
Concerned that the two might publicly announce their relationship, he was determined to prevent any complications, especially at such a significant event.
Once in a quiet corner of the corridor, Jameson stood in the shadows. and dialed Carl’s number.
Carl answered promptly, “Mr. Schmidt, at your service.”
“Have you finalized arrangements with the media?” Jameson inquired.
“Everything’s taken care of. The scripts are ready. Once we get your green light, national media outlets and social media platforms will release the news simultaneously.”
“Excellent.” Jameson grinned in satisfaction. He smirked. “Release the news on the conflict between the Walsh’s and the Taylors and the possible partnership between the Taylors and the Schmidts. I claims.”
Carl expressed his concern, “Will do. But are we moving too fast?”
“You probably heard of what happened on the red carpet just now. If I don’t make a move, it’ll be too late. I can’t watch as Alyssa falls into the hands of that awful jerk.” Jameson curled his trembling fists as he was consumed by hatred at the thought of Alyssa and Jeremy holding hands.
He added, “I need to be one step ahead. Their relationship is wretched and damned, and it should meet its end.”
At the same time, Cornelius checked the time and frowned. “Is something wrong? Why isn’t Landon here yet? Give him a call.”
“Sure, Dad,” Penelope replied and picked up her phone with concern.
“Where’s Zoe? Why is she missing as well? Without Bill around, these kids are getting out of hand by the day!” Cornelius looked pained and fell silent, the mention of his late son, Bill, weighing heavily on his mind.
Having read Cornelius’ mind, Preston forced a smile as he crushed. the cigar between his fingers.
As Jeremy had other things to work on, he merely hung around with. Alyssa for a while before going their separate ways.
Alone, Alyssa headed toward the VIP seating area, the sound of her heels clicking resonated in the empty corridor.
At that moment, Zoe shouted, “Hey, stand there!” Ignoring her, Alyssa continued walking.
From the start, Alyssa sensed that Zoe had been following her, but she wasn’t bothered by it
Zoe, clutching her cumbersome dress, jogged up and blocked Alyssa’s way. “Are you deaf or what? I told you to stay!”
As Zoe was in a rush, she accidentally stumbled, which was hilarious to Alyssa.
Alyssa snapped, “And why should listen to you? Who do you think you are?”
Zoe scowled. “You-
“Spit it out or leave. I don’t have time for chit-chat,” Alyssa spoke with a smug grin and a frosty look in her eyes.
Zoe unknowingly quivered, intimidated by Alyssa. Somehow, she sensed that Alyssa was growing to resemble Jeremy, even the looks of their eyes, like an old couple.
“It appears you have nothing important to say. Well, get lost, then,” Alyssa remarked.
Just as Alyssa was about to leave, Zoe hissed, “You can’t possibly think Jeremy is serious about you, right? He’s just playing along because you’re a Taylor!”
Alyssa chuckled. “I know whether he’s playing along. If what you said was the truth, you would have watched as I made a joke out of myself. You wouldn’t have confronted me shamelessly like you just did.”
Zoe, taken aback by Alyssa’s logic, was at a loss for words.
Alyssa leaned closer with a mocking smile. “By the way, Ms. Zoe, the most pathetic people in the world are those who lie for personal gains but end up living in their delusions.”
Ashamed, Zoe trembled from head to toe. Her tricks appeared to not work on Alyssa because Alyssa and Jeremy had talked through the misunderstanding. Still, she would not give up just yet.
Zoe gritted her teeth and flashed a malicious grin. “Alyssa Taylor, do you really believe in every word out of Jeremy’s mouth? I thought you were smart, but you were just a fool who got played by sweet talk.”
Alyssa chuckled. “Save your effort. Do you think I’d believe in you?”
“It’s up to you, but I have to tell you something.” Then, Zoe inched closer and whispered sarcastically into Alyssa’s ear, “You saw the media taking photos of Jeremy when he came to my hotel room. Have you ever wondered what happened when we were together?
“I just came out of the bath at that time, fully naked. He hugged me tightly. I recall his hot and heavy breath… Hahaha…”
Anger flickered in Alyssa’s eyes. While she trusted Jeremy, the mental image of him with Zoe was unbearable.
“He rubbed his clammy palms on my waist. Maybe he enjoyed the feel of my smooth skin. Why else would he keep his hands on me?” Zoe covered her mouth and chuckled. “Haha! Just look at your face. Jeremy didn’t tell you any of that, did he?
“Of course, he’d keep it a secret from you. He’s just like any other man who prefers young women, even if he claims otherwise.”
“Zoe Harper,” Alyssa warned, her expression cold.
“Oh, are you upset? I thought you said you wouldn’t believe in me. You have no choice but to trust me because I’m telling the truth!”
Zoe betrayed a hint of insanity when she noticed Alyssa’s anger. She poked her cheeks, taunting, “Slap me if you dare! I bet you’re dying to slap me. Come on!”
Alyssa dug her fingernails into her palms, knowing that taking Zoe’s bait and laying a finger on Zoe would only put her at a disadvantage.
To her surprise, she heard a loud sound as she witnessed Zoe slapping herself. Zoe did not have mercy on herself at all-her cheeks were swollen, and her carefully styled bun came apart.
With that, Zoe grinned maliciously and strumbled out of the doors. Then, she held her cheek and dramatically collapsed on the floor, drawing the attention of onlookers-media, guests, and staff alike.
Those nearby shifted their gazes onto Zoe before noticing Alyssa by the door.
“What happened? Let’s check it out!”
“Did Alyssa and Zoe have a brawl? And over what? That’s quite crude.”
“What else could it be? Probably a spat over a man!”
“Jeremy Walsh, right? Isn’t he quite the catch? Seems like a lot of ladies are vying for his attention!”
“It seems that Ms. Alyssa slapped Ms. Zoe without mercy. Just look at Ms. Zoe’s swollen cheeks.”
“This doesn’t look good at all. Given their social standing, they shouldn’t be fighting in public. That really changes my impression of Ms. Alyssa.”
Guests engaged in gossip, largely pointing fingers at Alyssa, painting.
Armed with cameras, the reporters eagerly rushed over and encircled Zoe. Thriving on the attention, Zoe began to play the victim.
Trembling, she pointed accusingly at Alyssa, tears streaming down her face. She sobbed, alleging, “Alyssa Taylor, you’ve crossed a line! I understand you may resent me for the scandal with Jeremy, but I’ve never betrayed you or badmouthed you. Why are you targeting me and slapping me? Do you think your status as Belbanks’ tycoon’s daughter gives you the right to bully us?”
Zoe cried her heart out, touching the hearts of the reporters. The public sentiment turned against Alyssa as someone remarked, “So what if she’s the daughter of Winston Taylor? We’re in Solana City now! Do the Taylors still think they own the place?”
“Zoe is a respectable young lady. There’s no reason she should be bullied. If I were there, I would’ve fought back!”