âAnd who is she? Alyssa Taylor?â Renee demanded to know.
Her competitiveness reared its head. Sweating anxiously, she pressed, âBut I thought they were divorced!
They wouldnât have divorced if they still had feelings for each other.â
âPfft. What do you know?â Landon chuckled and looked away. âThey might be divorced, but they are still interested in each other. You can never imagine the depth of Jasperâs feelings for Lyse.
âEven if they are divorced, and even if she marries another, no one can ever replace her in Jasperâs heart.â
Exhausted and unsteady, Renee watched them leave. After a while, she stomped indignantly and bellowed to the air, âI donât believe you! You liar! Thatâs nonsense!â
Landon took Jasper into his car as soon as he could. On their way, he figured that Jasper wasnât drunk, just drugged.
A question remained-when was he drugged?
Recalling the waiter carrying a tray with glasses of champagne, Landon noted how Renee had randomly picked two glasses. How could she be sure to give Jasper the spiked drink?
Could she have spiked all the drinks? If so, she was a crazy one.
âJasper, Iâll send you to your place. You canât go home to Seaview Manor looking like this,â Landon offered.
Jasperâs breathing grew heavy. He tugged on his shirt, causing two of his buttons to come undone and exposing part of his chest with flushed skin. He looked sultry.
âDamn, youâre a slut, arenât you? No wonder those ladies are all over you,â Landon teased and quickly started the engine.
Just as he was about to help Jasper buckle the seatbelt, Jasper mumbled with hazy eyes, âLyseâ¦
Lyseâ¦â
Landon paused upon hearing the familiar name before letting out a chuckle. Jasper might find it hard to express his feelings, but he had never forgotten about Lyse.
Landon buckled Jasperâs seat belt and stared witlessly at Jasperâs vulnerable look. âI got it, Jasper. As your only friend, I will help you out!â
After Alyssa collected the intel she needed, she and Julien prepared to leave the hotel.
Her phone rang when she entered the car. Seeing it was a call from Landon, she wasnât interested in picking up.
However, the ringtone persisted, as annoying as Landon himself.
âWhatâs the matter?â Alyssa finally picked up and spoke flatly.
âLyse, Jasper is in trouble!â Landon sounded anxious and urgent.
Her heart sank as she questioned sternly, âWhat happened to him?â
âI donât know the details, but heâs not in a good state now. Iâve sent him back to his private villa. Arenât you a doctor? Please check on him!â
Various worst-case scenarios flashed across her mind. The long-term effects of Jasperâs head injury had become a constant worry for her.