NovelStartJameson sat back down gracefully. His arrogant tone of voice carried a sense of intimidation at the stime.
Jason stood there in fear. In his hesitation, Carl went up to him and offered him a lighter.
"You are a smart man, Mr. Derullere. I'm sure you understand that a new management often brings in a new batch of personnel. That said, Mr. Schmidt is a generous and kind man. He recognizes your talents. He hopes that you will be able to continue with your role as Schmidt Group's legal advisor.
"Once Mr. Schmidt is officially promoted, your family will also benefit from your loyalty. This is a win-win approach. Don't you wish to see this happen too, Mr. Derullere?" Jason was terrified. Deep down, he was immensely conflicted. But, it was obvious that Jameson's patience was running thin.
A few minutes later, he flicked the lighter and set the will aflame.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJameson's final hurdle was cleared. He announced his decision to call for an emergency board meeting the next day.
He couldn't even wait until Victor's funeral affairs were all dealt with.
He walked out of the lounge with Carl and Jason tagging along behind him.
All of a sudden, he stopped in his tracks. His dark eyes lit up, and his heart started racing uncontrollably.
The Taylors were walking slowly toward him from the other end of the hallway. They were dressed in formal, black attires.
Winston's eyes were filled with bleakness and sadness. Mandy was by his side, helping to support him as he walked. Following behind them were Jonah, Silas, Julien, and Alyssa.
"Lyse..." Jameson mumbled in a low voice as he gawked at Alyssa.
Alyssa could feel Jameson's fiery gaze. Nonetheless, the look in her eyes remained frigid and distant.
The passionate gaze that was directed toward her made her feel uncomfortable and gave her goosebumps. She felt as if a viper had bitten her. "Do you see that, Jonah? That conniving son of a bitch started getting so excited the moment he set eyes on Lyse again." Silas lowered his voice and gritted his teeth. "If only I could claw his eyes out!" "Why would you want to dirty your fingers?" Julien teased with a grin on his face.
He was reminded of all the evil deeds that Jameson had engaged in secret.
ret. Right now, the root of all Sevil was right in front of them, albeit looking gentlemanly and miserable. A chill went down his spine, and he shuddered.
"Feeling cold, Julien?" Jonah asked in a deep voice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nah, I'm..." Before Julien could finish his sentence, Jonah had removed his blazer and put it on his shoulders. Then, he held onto his hand tightly yet tenderly.
They did not care about what others thought about them. All they focused on was their love for one another.
Julien could feel the warmth from Jonah's body as he pulled his blazer tight. He ran his fingers between Jonah's and held his hand tightly.
Jonah had been really good to him ever since they becofficial, and even more so recently. Jonah was so caring to the point where he was sometimes at a loss for what to do.
"My condolences, Mr. Schmidt." Winston looked at him. He was perplexed.
"I will be the only one left at Schmidt Group moving forward. Others have been avoidingat this crucial time." Jameson's eyes glistened with sadness. In a shaky voice, he continued, You are willing to cover to bid my father a final ovel.ne goodbye... For this, I am truly grateful. I have indeed acted inappropriately in the past. extend you my sincerest apologies to extend today." Upon saying that, he lowered his head.
Jameson looked back up and et straightened his back. He fixed his eyes on Alyssa. The look in his eyes becdeeper, and his voice becraspy as he said, "Even if you might not believe me, I'd like to share my confession with you once again. To Lyse, to you... I have never had any evil intentions toward either of you. All along, I was being sincere. Please believe me."
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