Pinching Alyssaâs chin between his fingers, Jasper leaned forward and kissed her aggressively. Hist tongue forced its way into her mouth and passionately tangoed with hers.
Landon and Xavier were trapped in a seemingly endless wait on the first floor. Xavier paced nervously, casting occasional glances of the second floor.
Meanwhile, Landon sat on the couch with a grim expression and stared down at the surveillance footage that played on his phone. He replayed the scene where Zoe had bullied Lauren a couple of times. His anger grew with each replay.
âMr. Harper, what are you watching? You look serious,â Xavier wondered and went up to Landon.
Landon shot him a death glare and waved him away, saying, âGo away. I donât air my dirty laundry.â
Stunned by Landonâs anger, Xavier retreated right away. Landon went back to watching the footage.
His heart ached at Laurenâs reflex reaction-she had curled up into a ball and wrapped her arms around her head when Zoe had approached her.
Wait a minute! He furrowed his brows and examined Laurenâs response. Why did she exhibit symptoms of PTSD? Could she have been a victim of abuse at home?
Could her response to Zoe be rooted in her trauma from Bettyâs abuse? Was that the reason?
âWhen did you get here? Why didnât you let me know?â Alyssa broke the the silence as she d stairs. Startled by the two silent men in the living room, she tried to calm her breathing.
Landon quickly stowed his phone away and flashed her a knowing grin. âWell, we didnât want to intrude on your intimate time together. Itâs not often that you two get to meet. We didnât want to stand in the way.â
âWhat intimate time?â she exclaimed and glared at him, feeling the urge to wipe that grin from his face by hitting him with her heels.
Landon crossed his legs and turned around, resting his chin in his palm. He studied her keenly and raised an amused brow at her moist lips and blushing cheeks.
He thought, âOh Jasper, you must have gotten some action. Youâre just a horny, shameless man beneath that stoic exterior!â
âMadam, youâre finally here! Thereâs hope for Mr. Beckett!â Xavier exclaimed and stared at Alyssa with She didnât bother to correct how Xavier had addressed her. Instead, she told him sternly, âMr. Hall, the relapse of internal injuries is the reason behind Mr. Beckettâs fever. We must take it seriously.
âIâve just contacted a hospital under KS Group known for high patient confidentiality and arranged for a head physician to attend to him. Why donât you and Landon prepare to send him there right now?â
Xavier nodded with gratitude. âThank you, Madam! I knew you cared about Mr. Beckett. You wouldnât leave him to his fate.â
âI wonât watch him die, but that doesnât mean I have feelings for him. Stop making things up,â she stubbornly rebuffed Xavier.
Then, she walked down the stairs and approached Landon. When they exchanged glances, he felt a weird feeling of pressure.
She said to him, âMr. Harper, come with me. Letâs have a chat.â