Chapter 1522

It was public knowledge that Newton, despite retiring from his role as the Beckett Group's chairman,

held the company stocks and remained the shareholder and the honorary chairman across many

other companies.

He remained in control of Brighton Technology and Alcove Co. Although Javier was eager to get his

hands on the two companies, Newton refused to give him the opportunity.

However, Newton had breezily given Jasper power in the two companies, which was clearly an act of

favoritism. It was also a subtle declaration that Jasper was the "chosen one" and the heir of Beckett

Group.

"Why are you quiet? Do you disagree with my decision?" Newton asked coldly.

"I'm sure you have thought over it carefully," Javier replied.

After a pause, Javier added, "But you've given Jasper too much stock ownership when he's still

young. I worry that he might feel pressured by it. It's also a distraction that might affect his growth

in the future.”

"I know what Jasper is capable of. Even if the sky falls, he'll be able to handle it. You don't have to

worry about a thing when he's the president of Beckett Group. He's always managed to solve the

problems. Isn't that right? He's driven by challenges. Put pressure on him, and you'll help him

release his potential.

"Besides, he's going to marry the Taylors’ daughter in the future. Winston Taylor is the wealthiest

man in Belbanks. My grandson needs to hold some wealth to measure up to the Taylors. I can't have

them looking down at him. It's not like he's marrying up,” Newton said aloud as he pictured the

future marriage of Jasper and Alyssa as well as his great-grandchildren.

Javier had wanted to talk back, but he held his tongue out of fear of provoking Newton into

transferring more power to Jasper.

Newton leaned back into the chair and waved dismissively at the glum-looking Javier. "You may

leave the car. I'm about to have dinner with my grandson and my granddaughter-in-law. I don't

want to ruin the mood, so I'm not inviting you.”

Jameson was abroad in Mosgravia in an artistically decorated room looking out to a maple grove.

Birds chirped around them, which reminded Jameson of the idyllic towns of Cyrris.

A digital chessboard was displayed on a huge screen in the room. Jameson was playing chess with a

man who was seated behind a curtain.

In front of Jameson was a crystal chess set. Every time he made a move, it would be reflected

digitally on the screen.

"Mr. Jameson, you should spend more time with your mom since you're in Mosgravia. You don't

have to entertain me,” the mysterious man remarked with a smile.

Jameson replied courteously, "Sir, you have my loyalty. I'm not entertaining you.”

"You've done a lot during this time. However, after Sophia Kirkman's downfall, I fear that Jasper

Beckett and Alyssa Taylor might redirect their attention to you. You need to be prepared. You

shouldn't fall into their trap.”

"I will take note of that." The light in Jameson's eyes dimmed.

The mysterious man lifted a chess piece with slender fingers and decisively captured Jameson's

knight. The man opined, "Josh Schmidt is the last obstacle in your family. After getting rid of him,

we can finally make use of the Schmidt Group's influence to expand our business in Cyrris."

"I'll get that done as soon as possible. I won't keep you waiting for long."

"Sheryl, Jameson's tea is getting cold. Get him a new cup,” the man instructed with a knowing smile.

"Yes, sir." A lovely figure moved around. Soon, Jameson heard the tapping of heels from behind the

curtain.

He squinted and took off his gold-rimmed glasses. He stared at a woman dressed in a white coat

and sported shoulder-length dark hair as she glided toward him.