Alyssa thought Jamesonâs remark made sense.
After settling the bill post-dinner, Alyssa excused herself and headed to the restroom.
In her absence, her phone buzzed on the table. Jameson, leaning forward, slid her phone over and answered a call with a cold expression.
Jasperâs tender voice called out, âLyse, are you free to talk now? Lyse?â
Jameson sat in silence, listening as Jasper continued with a growing concern, âLyse, where are you now? Can we meet?â
Finally, Jameson smirked and ended the call. Within moments, Jasper called again.
This time, Jameson chuckled and blocked Jasperâs number before returning Alyssaâs phone to its original position, 2 Alyssa returned to the table shortly after, having reapplied her lipstick, her face radiant. She said, âThanks for waiting. Letâs go.â
Admiring her beauty, Jameson smiled and agreed, âSure.â
Alyssa sat in the front passenger seat as Jameson drove curiosity. âWhere are we going?â
her to the east side of the city. She asked with âWeâre arriving soon,â he assured her. 20 minutes later, they arrived at a newly built racecourse at Eastbrooke.
âA racecourse?â she exclaimed, rolling down the windows and staring at the venue excitedly.
âDo you still remember the times you sneaked into your familyâs racecourse with me when we were kids? I was still living in Belbanks then. You even made me feed the horses, Jameson recalled with a warm smile.
Alyssa, recalling their childhood adventures, chirped happily, âOf course! You were such a scaredy-cat back then-you were afraid of touching the horses!â
He smiled helplessly, for she had mistaken his obsession with hygiene for cowardice âThe racecourse in Eastbrooke is our familyâs property. It was completed this fall but isnât open to the public yet,â he introduced the place to her. After parking the car, he led her into the racecourse.
+15 BONUS To their dismay, two security guards blocked their way. âHey, you two, stop! We donât accept visitors because this place isnât open for business yet.â
Alyssa, stunned, looked at Jameson with mixed emotions. Everyone working in the Schmidt Group would recognize his brothers Josh and David, but Jameson, the youngest, remained unknown. It resulted in him being denied entry.
The discrimination was infuriating even in the eyes of an outsider like Alyssa.
Jameson frowned and smiled bitterly at Alyssa. âSorry, Lyse. It isnât often that you hang out with me, but! let you down.â