Chapter 620
After Alyssa and Sean packed up, they prepared to return to Solana City with Mandy’s
medication for
Jasper.
“Lyse, are you in a hurry? Can’t you stay for dinner? It’s almost ready,” Lyla called out to
her and hurried
over, wearing an apron.
“It’s alright, Lyla. I have to get home soon,” Alyssa replied. She gently held Lyla’s face in
her hands and
examined her.
Then, she suggested, “Your birthday is just around the corner. You should take a few days
off, relax, and
stop doing all the chores. Treat yourself to some beauty spas and look your best for your
big day this
weekend!”
Lyla grumbled, “What birthday? I never wanted to celebrate it. The thought of all the
socializing on Sunday
tires me.” She sighed. “I’m only doing it for your dad.”
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“No, you’re wrong. He’s doing it for you. Or rather, we’re doing it for you,” Alyssa
corrected her.
“Listen to me. Don’t overwork yourself, I have my spies at home, and they’ll report to me
if you refuse to
listen.
“If I’m upset, I’ll show up at your birthday party empty-handed and eat all your food! Heh
heh!*
Sean smiled at Alyssa’s playful act as she pretended to be angry. Her little button nose
and her pouted
cherry lips were adorable.
A smile lit up Lyla’s lovely face. She playfully pinched Alyssa’s cheek and said, “Family is
the best gift!”
Having grown up in an orphans
Lyla had been discovered by talent agents while performing in a
theatrical troupe. She had then signed with an entertainment agency and embarked on
her acting career.
She’d had a challenging upbringing compared to some of Winston’s other wives. She
hadn’t come from a
prominent family like Mandy, whose family ran a business, or Colene, whose father was a
gangster.
Therefore, she often felt inferior and believed she wasn’t a good fit for Winston and the
Taylor family. Her
only desire was to lead a low-profile life and avoid causing trouble for anyone.
Alyssa felt a lump in her throat upon hearing Lyla’s reply. Sometimes, she envied Winston
for his many
wives. She had the thought of inheriting Winston’s business and subsequently forming a
harem of her
own.
Too bad it was hard to come across decent men. It would be pointless to have a harem if
she could only
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“Lyse.” A stern voice interrupted her thoughts. Turning around, she saw Jonah in his black
pastor’s robe with a Bible in his left hand. He gracefully descended the white marble
stairs.
“Hey, Jonah.
“Please don’t hurry back yet. I need to have a talk with you.”
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with much
admiration. His grace could rival that of a royal prince.
It seemed impossible to find Jonah a woman who could match his class and poise.
Jonah gently handed her the cup of tea and asked calmly, “Lyse, are you at all interested
in Jameson?”
“Huh?” Alyssa went blank and nearly dropped the cup.
“I’m serious.”
“No. Nada. Nein. Non,” Alyssa replied firmly, shaking her head.
“Okay then. You shouldn’t keep too much contact with him,” Jonah advised, sipping on his
tea elegantly.
“Um, Jameson’s the one who came to me. I never wanted to be close to him,” she argued.
“And you neither accepted his feelings nor rejected them? What does that make you, a
player?” teased
Jonah,
“What are you talking about? I’m not! How could you say that about your sister?” Alyssa
countered, her
face blushing in anger.
“Lyse, if you’re not interested in him, you need to set boundaries. What you’re doing now
is giving him
false hope.”