Alyssa let out a knowing sigh. She and Lyla were well aware of Winstonâs hot temper. He would have sent someone to harm Sophia had he known that Sophia was the mastermind behind Lylaâs attack.
In Alyssaâs opinion, that was not the most satisfying way of dealing with Sophia, nor was it legal.
Alyssa was adept with dealing honestly or playing dirty. Knowing how cunning Sophia was, Alyssa had to play dirty.
âLyla, do you recognize this man?â Alyssa presented a photo on her phone to Lyla, as the attacker had concealed his face during the attack.
âThis man⦠Heâs⦠Heâsâ¦â Lyla stammered, wide-eyed. âHis name is Ronald Branson. He was an assistant at TS Network, handling tasks like distributing food and drinks for actors.â
âSo, he had access to the TS Network building, right?â
âNot only that, he filled in other roles on set. Sometimes, when we were short on extras, he had to fill inâ, Lyla explained, a hint of confusion in her expression. âLyse, why are you asking about him?â
Alyssa frowned as an unsettling thought crossed her mind.
Alyssa emerged from Lylaâs room with a worried expression.
A maid approached her and told her, âMs. Alyssa, a young gentleman is waiting for you out there. He seems to be waiting for some time.â
Alyssa felt her heart skip a beat, and her palms grew sweaty. She couldnât help but get reminded of the scene where Jasper stood on the snowy grounds, loyally waiting for her.
âYou didnât tell anyone about it, did you?â Alyssa asked discreetly.
âNo. He specifically instructed me not to alert anyone else when passing the message to you,â the maid replied.
âGot it.â Alyssa steadied her breathing and crossed the spacious courtyard to the entrance with a throbbing heart.
Despite their recent argument, she felt no resentment toward Jasper. Her heart raced inexplicably, leaving her bewildered by her own emotions.
Pushing the door open, Alyssa looked up to hear a tender call, âLyse.â
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