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Carl thought Jameson looked extremely cool. Jameson was carrying a mesmerizing and manly vibe to
him. He was sexy. He didn't understand why Alyssa didn't fall for such an outstanding man like
Jameson.
Then, the target slowly moved over.
When it came close enough, Carl saw Jasper's picture on the target, and Jameson's shots had made a
massive hole in Jasper's head.
"Amazing! You are such an amazing shooter, Mr. Schmidt. You have an eagle's eye." Carl clapped as
he kissed Jameson's ass.
"It's too bad," Jameson said as he kept his gun.
"Too bad?"
"It's just a picture and not the actual person."
Jameson did not look at him. He simply took a white silk handkerchief to wipe his gun. "You were
looking for me?"
"Mr. Schmidt, we have news about Mr. Taylor. Mr. Taylor had sought out Ms. Alyssa and Jasper tonight.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, he did not bring Ms. Alyssa home with him." Carl's forehead was covered in cold sweat when
he finished.
As he expected, Jameson's eyes turned grim. "He didn't bring Lyse with him. Is Lyse still staying at
Landon's with Jasper?"
"Yes..." The tremor in Carl's voice became evident.
A grim glint flickered in Jameson's eyes. He loaded his gun and shot at the ground multiple times.
The bullet exploded under Carl's feet. He was terrified to his wits, unable to utter a word.
Jameson gasped for air violently after he finished his round of bullets. His eyes were bloodshot. "Get
the car!"
It was almost midnight when Winston returned to Heightsnew Villa.
His expression was dreadful when he went there earlier, but he had since thought it through. He
reflected on how his daughter had gained some weight under Jasper's care, and his worried heart
slowly settled.
Now, Winston felt slightly regretful. If he hadn't forcefully imprisoned Alyssa, she wouldn't have jumped
out of the window in the middle of the night and escaped into the violent storm.
He felt more remorseful as he thought about it.
Should anything happen to her, there wouldn't be a reason to live anymore. He would be too
embarrassed to meet her mother down under. At the end of the day, Alyssa's safety was his priority. As
for that Beckett boy...
"Uncle Winston!"
Winston and Neil turned around at the voice.
They saw Jameson walking toward them with an exquisite white gift box, a friendly and warm glint
flickering in his eyes.
"Jameson, why are you here?" Winston sized him up in confusion.
Jameson's heart sank, but he maintained the elegant smile on his face. "I've been waiting here for you
to bring Lyse back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I was worried she didn't have time to eat dinner, so I brought her some food from Solana City's famous
Artisan Delicacies. She mentioned this place before and said it was her favorite restaurant. So, I."
"I didn't bring Lyse back with me. She is still with Jasper.'
Winston interrupted him with an indifferent attitude. "I appreciate the kind gesture. It is already the
middle of the night. I don't think it's appropriate for someone of your stature to wait here for so long. I
think you should head back."
Jameson noticed how Winston brushed him off and panicked. He walked toward him. "Uncle Winston,
do you intend to see Lyse make the same mistakes again?
"Jasper had made Lyse miserable. She had suffered so much that her body couldn't handle it. How can
you stand Lyse being with such a despicable and shameless man?"
Winston narrowed his eyes and looked at Jameson with a plastered smile. "Jasper had been pestering
my precious daughter again and again. I've slapped him and endangered his life. Yet, he continued to
stick around my daughter. It is shameless.
"However, from what I see, he is upright in his ways and never stabbed anyone behind the back or use
any malicious schemes. He has the basic moral principles. At the very least, he is head over heels for
Lyse."
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