Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
True love wasn’t about possession or fear of loss. It was about allowing the other person to experience the world freely and innocently, like a child.
Alyssa leaned on his shoulder, feeling safe and warm. But a new fear crept into her heart. She knew Jeremy would always love her, but what if she lost him when their love was at its peak?
Silas interrupted their moment. “Sorry for the wait. Have you been waiting long?”
“We just arrived,” Jeremy replied. He opened the car door, keeping an arm around Alyssa. Let’s talk in the car, Silas.”
The trio settled into the car, where the warmth of the interior contrasted with the tension lingering in the air.
‘Silas, you said that Jameson committed murder? What’s that about?” Alyssa couldn’t wait to find out.
This afternoon, I went and conducted a search at Schmidt Group, which included a search of Jarneson’s office. I found a pinhole camera in one of the books on a bookshelf.” Silas couldn’t hide the tremble in his voice. He was still stirred up, even until now.
Jeremy and Alyssa exchanged shocked glances.
“Was Jameson the one who set it up?* Alyssa asked, her eyes blazing. “He’s a wicked man with many evil schemes. He might have been surveilling himself while monitoring his office. ‘That way, if he got dirt on a corporation’s executive, he could blackmail them. It’s his usual tactic, she continued.
“That might not be the case,” Silas said, steadying his breath. With a stern look, he explained, ‘I brought the camera back and reviewed the footage immediately. Guess what I found?”
Alyssa was like a cat on hot bricks. “C’mon, Silas. Quit building the suspense. Tell us!
“The footage shows the entire sequence from Mr. Victor’s heart attack to his death in the office!” Silas revealed.
Jeremy and Alyssa exclaimed in unison, “What?”
Silas pulled out his phone, played the video, and showed it to them.
The video captured everything-Victor and Jameson’s interaction, confrontation, and Jameson watching as his father collapsed in front of him. He even took away Victor’s medication and simply watched him die.
The camera had recorded Jameson’s incriminating words, providing concrete evidence against him.
‘I’ll only give you one option. You will draft an official statement that you are retiring because of your health. And then, you will name me as the chairman of Schmidt Group.
“If you disagree, I will broadcast this video outside of Schmidt Group’s building and ensure every one of its tens of thousands of employees sees it by tomorrow moming.”
Finally, the footage showed Victor’s limbs going stiff, and his face went pale as he died right before Jameson.
Alyssa’s eyes widened. She was overwhelmed. Not because she hadn’t seen a dead man but because Victor was once Winston’s close friend and an elder with whom she used to have a close relationship. Watching him die so helplessly made her feel terrible.
Jeremy embraced Alyssa, his voice deep. With this evidence, can we prosecute Jameson for murder?
“We can’t charge him with leaving someone to die. But the video recorded his threatening conversation with Mr. Victor before he died. That’s a crime of omission. We can prosecute Jameson and prevent him from roaming free,” Silas explained.
‘That’s great! Let’s get an arrest warrant,” Alyssa said, hope reignited.
This pinhole camera was likely installed by Mr. Victor himself. Jameson probably didn’t know about it.”
Jeremy sighed deeply. “Mr. Victor was aware of his declining health and probably installed the camera as a precaution, not expecting it to capture evidence of his own murder. It’s tragic that he died this way.”
Silas, conflicted, added, “At least Mr. Victor can rest knowing his murderer won’t escape justice. It’s better than seeing Jameson profit from his death without facing any consequences.”
Alyssa lowered her eyes, shaking her head. Despite the increased chance of legal action against Jameson, she felt no joy. She wondered how different things might have been if Jameson and Lily hadn’t faced such unfair treatment in the Schmidt family. Would all these tragic events still happen?
Would things have turned out differently if Jameson had grown up in a loving family?
Perhaps he would have remained the gentle Jimmy of his youth.
Just then, Alyssa’s phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out and saw that it was Miley calling.
Her heart raced as she answered, putting the call on speaker. “Miley, do you have any news for us?”
“Lyse, I’ve had my agents check all the ports and airports in Kontina. They found Jameson’s private plane at Newant Airport in the capital!”
‘Damn, Miley, you’re amazing!” Silas exclaimed before Alyssa could say a word. “The women in our family are truly amazing!”
“S-Silas? I didn’t realize you were here too, Miley said, surprised.
“I think it’s a waste of your talent as First Lady to be looking into someone like Jamiper,” Silas remarked.
“Don’t say that, Silas,” Miley replied with a soft laugh. “Honestly, I didn’t do much. It was mostly thanks to the clues Lyse provided. I just followed up on them. It wasn’t a big deal.
I’ve been overseas with Jeremy for years dealing with the country’s affairs, and I rarely get to see you all. It’s nice to be able to help from here and feel connected to you again.”
Her words brought tears to the Taylor siblings eyes.
Thank you very much, Miley.” Jeremy’s voice, gentle as a soft breeze, brushed against Alyssa’s ears, bringing a flush to her cheeks. “Once this is resolved, Lyse and I will visit you and Jeremy in Kontina.”
“Oh, hello, Jeremy. For some reason, having you there makes me feel more at ease,” Miley said, relieved.
Silas pouted. Despite being the older sibling, he felt he wasn’t as reliable as his younger sister’s boyfriend. “What do you mean, Miley? Does Jeremy make you feel more at ease than me?”
“I used to feel at ease with you, but things are different now. You’ve found the love of your life,” Miley said with a tone of elder wisdom. Years in politics by her husband’s side had made her behave more independently than most. Because of this, people tend to forget that she was only in her 20s.
“I met Ms. Emerson in Bernardia. You two seem very much in love. I assume she’ll be joining our family soon?” Miley guessed.
Silas choked on his saliva when he heard that his face flushed with a blissful red. “Indeed, Rose is my beloved.”
“You love Lyse, but you can’t juggle two loves simultaneously. It’s only natural for you to focus on Ms. Emerson now, meaning you won’t be as concerned toward Lyse as you used to, Miley spoke seriously.
Miley continued, “Although we are siblings, we can’t be with Lyse forever. Jeremy is the one who can stay by her side for the rest of their lives.”
“Miley…” Alyssa was deeply moved, intertwining her fingers with Jeremy’s.
‘Don’t worry about Lyse. I’ll protect her,” Jeremy promised, pressing his forehead against Alyssa’s.
“Thope you both marry and find happiness after this is over. Don’t get yourselves involved in such dangerous matters again,” Miley said sternly.
“Jameson has a tight grip here. He’s bribed former presidents and is capable of anything,” Miley continued. “Jeremy and I have always fought against his authority. If not for Jeremy’s powerful position, he might have been killed without anyone knowing.”
Alyssa’s deep-seated hatred for Jameson was invoked once again. “That is why we must fight him until the end. No matter where he escapes, even to the moon, we must make him pay the price!”
“Even though we’ve ascertained that he’s in Kontina right now, it won’t be easy to arrest him. His connections at Kontina are far and wide. He has numerous subordinates following and protecting him, making it difficult for all of you to get close to him.
‘Moreover, our country doesn’t have any extradition laws with Kontina. Even if Cyrus sends his men to arrest him, or if Jeremy makes a way for all of you, I wouldn’t be surprised if you all end up being hindered on all fronts.”
‘We’re at the final stage of our fight against him. There’s no other choice, Miley,” Alyssa said with a determined gaze. “Even if it takes everything I have, Jameson must face the death penalty for his past crimes!”
The cold night was silent and menacing.
Jameson had reached his hideout in Kontina but soon realized he was in even greater danger -a trap he had set for himself.
Perhaps it was because of this stressful ordeal, on top of the extreme exhaustion and worry that Jameson ended up being admitted to a hospital not long after his return to Kontina. In addition to the tremors, he also threw up blood, indicating his condition had worsened since his hospitalization in Solana City.
In the dead of night, he lay in bed, sweating and struggling to sleep. The medications he took were causing severe stomach pain.
It hit Jameson that he’d witnessed Justin on numerous occasions taking a comparable amount of medication.
Jameson’s body was crumbling under the strain of the drugs, while Justin had withstood years of this ordeal. How had he endured such prolonged suffering?
He would rather die himself.
The hospital room door opened quietly, causing Jameson to become alert. He slowly reached under his pillow, sensing danger.
Whoever it was wasn’t Carl. Carl would knock and ask for permission before entering, but this person was acting suspiciously.
A possibility dawned upon Jameson. This person was likely someone who wanted him dead!
The intruder moved stealthily, pulling out a silenced gun and aiming it at Jameson.
Two shots rang out, followed by a pained cry that shattered the night’s silence.
The assassin’s gun wielding arm and right leg were struck. He crumpled to his knees with a thud. Jameson, already standing on his bed, glared down at him, his imposing figure casting a menacing shadow.
“Mr. Schmidt!” Carl, drenched in sweat, burst in with his subordinates. Relief washed over him upon seeing Jameson unharmed.
The assassin had been taken down on the spot. He knelt before Jameson.
