Chapter 888: Chapter 888

Axel’s lips curled with his usual unruly smile as he discreetly observed Jameson.

On the night at the bar, the woman resembling Lyse left in haste and got into a car belonging to the Schmidt family.

The alley was dimly lit, and the car’s interior remained obscured in darkness. Axel couldn’t distinctly identify the man who was with Amber that night.

Still, being a top special agent, his remarkable ability to observe and remember details allowed him to confidently surmise that the man was likely Jameson.

“You must be Lyse’s fourth brother. I have heard a lot about you and am pleased to finally meet you in person.”

Jameson immediately put on a friendly smile and greeted Axel.

“Oh? You recognize me?” Axel raised an eyebrow. He felt a little surprised that Jameson recognized him.

“Lyse and I were childhood friends. My father and Uncle Winston were also good friends. I used to visit your house often as a child,” Jameson replied in a gentle tone, smiling.

“I know Mrs. Taylor had five children, and Lyse has four brothers, with the third and fourth brothers taking their mother’s last name.”

Axel squinted his eyes and waited for him to continue.

“Lyse’s third brother goes by the name Liam, and I’ve had the pleasure of meeting him. He’s currently in a significant military role. I haven’t had the chance to meet the fourth brother before. So, I don’t know your name,” Jameson casually shared.

“But that’s not an issue. Considering you’re Lyse’s brother, I’ll simply address you like how Lyse addresses you.”

“You analyzed it quite well. It seems you know a lot about our family affairs.” Axel tilted his head and wore a playful expression as he responded.

“As long as it’s about Lyse, I always hope to understand more. It’s all out of my concern for her,”

Jameson said with genuine sincerity.

Axel had learned from Silas that Jameson was actively pursuing Lyse.

Being a brother, Axel considered it a duty to keep an eye on any man showing interest i Just as he was about to say something, a voice with a playful tone approached.

“What kind of relationships? Such a tongue twister.”

Jameson raised his gaze coldly. All of a sudden, his pupils contracted.

The individual speaking was the person Jameson assigned Carl to look into-the man who had contact with Amber that night.

Curiosity stirred within him as he pondered about the identity of this person and how casually he could appear in such a place.

Axel wore a black trench coat. He placed his hands casually in his pockets, showing a hint of boredom in his slightly raised eyes. However, his piercing gaze fixed on Jameson remained sharp and cold.

“So, what’s the relationship between Mr. Schmidt and my sister? I’m quite curious.”

Jameson’s brows furrowed as Axel’s words fell, and he clenched his fist.

When the word “sister” reached Jameson’s ears, he pondered whether Alyssa was the sister in question.

“May I ask for your surname, sir?” Jameson asked. He suppressed his breath and smiled faintly.

“Whitaker,” Axel replied, tilting his chin slightly.

Jameson suddenly recalled that Alyssa had a third brother surnamed Whitaker. He inherited the last name from Winston’s first wife, Vivian Whitaker.

Knowing that Vivian had given birth to five children, Alyssa should have a fourth brother whom he had never met before.

There was only one possibility left.

A sense of dread washed over Jameson.

As he adjusted his glasses, Jameson surmised the man before him should be Alyssa’s mysterious fourth brother.