Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
“It has been over 30 years since this traitor of the nation fled by sea. Despite multiple parties’ investigation efforts, there has been no outcome. Furthermore, the statute of limitations has passed.
*Post-discussion, the royal cabinet has decided not to pursue the criminal’s liability. Pending approval from Mr. President.’
The document bore the signature of Kontina’s king, Anthony Stewart, along with the royal family’s official stamp. However, Jeremy had not signed it, perhaps too occupied to do so.
“Lyse? Hey, Lyse?”
Miley noticed Alyssa looking stunned and unresponsive. Despite calling out to her twice, Alyssa didn’t react. She kept staring at the name on the document, feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness.
A Kontinian with the last name Whitaker, who escaped by sea at 25 and had been at large for 30 years… The details matched her own mother’s story.
Could this just be a miraculous coincidence?
What was even stranger was that the other ten documents didn’t have King Anthony’s signature. Only the document on Felicity did. It seemed to signal that this was an extremely important person and that Jeremy needed to sign his approval.
A relentless rush of blood pounded in Alyssa’s ears, drowning out all else. Her heart hammered in her chest, a frantic drumbeat of terror.
The world was full of unexpected twists. But when they started aligning, something bigger might be at play. “Oh dear! Oh no!”
When Miley walked over, she was shocked to see Alyssa looking at a confidential document that belonged to Jeremy. Frantically, she pulled the document out of Alyssa’s hands.
“Lyse, we’re not allowed to look at this. Even I must stay away whenever I see Jeremy approving these documents!
“I’m sorry, Miley..” Alyssa was in a daze, her once sparkling eyes now as dark as a black hole.
“It’s alright. I don’t blame you.”
Miley felt terrible as she seemed to have overreacted. She went up and hugged Alyssa. “You weren’t doing it on purpose. It’s Jeremy’s fault for having such bad habits. How could he leave important documents lying about just anywhere?”
Alyssa saw that Miley had put the document away. Suddenly, in a croaky voice, she said, “Miley, I…”
“What’s the matter?”
Miley studied Alyssa’s pale face with a confused look in her eyes. In a concerned voice, she inquired, “You don’t look too good, Lyse. Is it because you’re not used to this place? Shall I get a doctor to take a look at you?” ‘Miley… H…”
Suddenly, a thought came to mind. Ultimately, she lowered her head defeatedly, as if she had lost all hope. “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”
The gravity of the situation dawned on her. Discussing it with Miley under these circumstances was out of the question.
Firstly, Miley was the First Lady. She would risk being suspected of leaking the country’s secret, which would harm Jeremy’s reputation if word got out.
Secondly, if the woman mentioned in the document was her mother, she couldn’t begin looking into it so rashly. She was unprepared and on someone else’s territory.
If she wasn’t careful, she could cause a crisis or even be manipulated by Jameson or other parties with bad intentions.
Although Jennifer had passed many years ago, Winston was still alive and well. Capturing Jameson was their most important mission right now. She couldn’t risk complicating the situation by introducing a new issue.
Moreover, Alyssa still couldn’t be sure if Felicity was her mother. Acting on impulse would just bring even greater trouble.
‘I’m sure you’ve been exhausted from the past few days. You get some rest,” Miley urged with tears in her eyes. Her heart ached for Alyssa.
All of the Taylor family looked like rather solemn people. But, in actual fact, they were all romanticists who loved being free. They were willing to do and give anything to pursue a life and happiness of their own.
There was a kind of pompous selfishness about them.
Alyssa was the only one who shouldered the responsibility of an heir. She gave herself willingly in treacherous battles in order to preserve KS Group for the Taylor family, which was also the business that Winston had built.
Alyssa had the gentleness, intelligence, and beauty of a woman, as well as the strength, decisiveness, and bravery of a man.
She was the chosen heir.
But that heavy crown was not something just anyone dared to put on; it was also something not just anyone deserved to wear.
At this moment, the door to the study opened, and Jeremy walked in.
“Hey, Jeremy.” Miley went up to him with a smile on her face. Even though they had been married for years, she still felt the same bashfulness as when she was a young woman.
Jeremy scanned his tidy study. He let out a sigh of regret. With a tug, he pulled Miley into his arms.
“I’m sorry that my meeting went overtime. We agreed to tidy this up together, but I made you do it alone. It won’t happen again next time.”
‘It’s just a small matter. No worries.” Miley’s cheeks blushed pink. After all, being lovey-dovey in front of her younger sister made her feel shy.
*Jeremy, have all of you talked through your plans?” Alyssa gathered herself and put on the same expression she had before.
“Tomorrow, the presidential office’s security team and Special Forces will be at the scene to assist all of you with taking Jameson and his men down.”
The look in Jeremy’s eyes was deep and full of concern. “I told Jonah and Jeremy not to show up at the scene unannounced in case any unforeseen situations happen. But they refused to listen no matter what I said. They insisted on going to the scene to take command.”
*Jeremy won’t just take command. He will surely be the one who’s the first to charge forward.” Alyssa was also filled with worry. No one knew Jeremy better than she did.
“When that time comes, even though they will be going in with bulletproof vests on, the situation will still be dangerous. But don’t worry, Lyse. I will do everything I can to make sure that they’re safe,” Jeremy reassured with a solemn expression.
Alyssa smiled slightly. “Thank you, Jeremy.”
“Jeremy, with such a huge operation happening tomorrow, are you still going to attend the opening ceremony of that museum?” Miley asked anxiously.
“Definitely,” Jeremy answered firmly. “You know me. If there are no exceptional circumstances, I will not change the plans that I’ve set.”
Miley said, “I’ll go along with you, then.”
“Stay at the presidential office and watch over Lyse.’ Jeremy declined in a warm voice. “Even though I’m leaving guards here, all the men are going out on that operation tomorrow. I won’t be at ease knowing Alyssa is here alone.”
Miley sighed softly. She nodded. “Alright. I’ll stay and keep watch over Lyse. You be careful, then.”
Alyssa returned to her room, feeling perturbed. When she got back, Jeremy was walking out of the bathroom. “I’ve run a bath for you, Lyse.”
A thin layer of sweat formed on Jeremy’s forehead. He had the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up above his forearm, giving him a desirable look.
“Okay..” Alyssa answered without paying much attention as she walked toward the bathroom in a daze.
Suddenly, she was caught in a gentle yet firm embrace from behind.
Jeremy crossed his arms to tighten his hold over Alyssa’s supple body. She felt his warm breath on her neck, sending numbing tingles through her skin.
*Shall we… take a bath together?” Jeremy had a calm look in his eyes as he slipped his hands under her top to unhook her bra.
He did so with such ease that it was obviously a part of their sweet life together.
‘Jeremy.” If it had been any other time, Alyssa would’ve already been stimulated by Jeremy’s teases and would have been quivering in his arms by now.
That night, her unusual calmness made Jeremy feel ill at ease.
“Hm?” Jeremy held his breath. He turned her around to face him. “Is there something on your mind, Lyse?”
*Jeremy, do you think…” Alyssa’s lashes fluttered slightly as she asked in a raspy voice, “My mother, who had fled to Belbanks back then, could she be a wanted criminal who was fleeing from Kontina?”
Jeremy widened his eyes.
Truthfully, from the moment Alyssa entered the room, he had noticed that something was bothering her.
Hearing her question at this moment alarmed him. He wrapped his muscular arms around her waist as he puffed his chest out. He stroked her waist gently and asked, “What happened, Lyse? What’s with that question out of the blue?”
“Jeremy, H…” A troubled look filled Alyssa’s face.
“It’s alright if you don’t want to tell me about it. We’re lovers, partners, but you don’t have to force yourself.”
Jeremy seemed to have a realization. He pulled her in even tighter and rested his chin on her shoulder. He nuzzled her longingly. “My dear Lyse, you’ll always have the highest degree of freedom and liberty.
“Even though we’re lovers and partners, you still have the right to keep secrets. I will not interfere or cross the line.”
Such consideration from Jeremy made Alyssa well up with tears. She buried her face in his chest and started sobbing.
Distrust gnawed at her, making it hard to confide in others. But he was her unwavering anchor. If she couldn’t even tell Jeremy her innermost thoughts and feelings, she would become extremely frustrated from having to keep it all in. She might even get to the point of wanting to seek death.
“Lyse, don’t cry…” Jeremy gently consoled her. His voice had turned hoarse with worry.
