Chapter 1765

Jameson choked back bitterness. His voice, strained to the point of hoarseness, threatened to give

out. With unparalleled seriousness, he uttered, "Do you have any idea how much effort I've poured

into this day just to witness justice finally served upon Josh?

"Even if you're avenging Jonah, couldn't you have waited until after tonight? Why expose everything

at the party?"

Alyssa met his accusation with a cold, indifferent stare.

"My mother... endured immense humiliation. I remained silent for 15 years, all to ensure she

received the justice she deserved. I wanted Josh to grovel at her feet and apologize to her!"

Jameson's pale lips quivered. "Lyse... I was on the verge of success. Why deny me that chance?

Why?"

"Mr. Schmidt, your mother's situation is heartbreaking, but I won't halt my revenge for you." Alyssa's

gaze was glacial. "Perhaps you had a personal motive for keeping that bastard alive—to handle him

later and protect the Schmidt Group's interests.

"However, I refuse to wait any longer. I want to ensure Josh never sees the light of day. Besides,

wasn't this the outcome you desired? To use us and get rid of Josh? You can't always get the best of

both worlds, Mr. Schmidt."

Jameson's eyes widened. "Lyse, what are you talking about? I don't understand. When did I ever..."

"Figure it out,” Alyssa interrupted, weary of his charade. Any further conversation with him would

just be disrespecting herself. She turned and climbed into the car.

"Lyse..." Jameson's voice caught in his throat, the pain piercing his heart.

"Jasper, I'm hungry. Let's grab something to eat.” From the car, Alyssa's voice held a hint of

flirtation, another dagger twisting in Jameson's gut.

"Okay," Jasper replied sweetly. Before slipping into the car, he cast Jameson a cold glare. Then, he

smirked. "I know you're not doing this to avenge your mother's humiliation. You just can't stand

losing.”

Jameson glared after the departing car, a cold fury searing through him. His eyes burned bloodshot

red.

Jasper's words had struck a nerve, tearing away Jameson's facade.

He despised losing, despised it with every fiber of his being

Jameson had meticulously prepared the stage, but his show never went on. In Alyssa's world, he

would always be a mere observer relegated to the shadows, never considered her equal.

"Mr. Schmidt!" Carl ran over, sweat glistening on his brow. "News of Josh's arrest became a high-

profile story tonight, even interrupting the nightly news broadcast.

"I've asked our public relations department to do their best to control the narrative, but it's barely

working. When the markets open tomorrow, our shares will experience a significant decline.”

Jameson gritted his teeth, fists clenched in fury. "How is this possible? How did they obtain such

accurate information?

"Josh may be a despicable criminal, but how did they uncover his human trafficking network, using

the Schmidt Group to peddle influence and exploit young girls? It's what we uncovered!"

"I'm struggling to comprehend it myself,” Carl admitted, bewildered. "If Ms. Alyssa and Jasper had

truly wanted revenge for Mr. Jonah and Dr. Lovelace's exposed relationship, they would have gone

after Josh and exposed his crimes much earlier. Why wait all this time to act?

"The timeline seemed implausibly short, yet the evidence they possessed was remarkably detailed—

unless it was a stroke of luck. Otherwise, how else could they obtain it?"

Jameson mulled over Carl's words. They had uncovered what he had uncovered. It seemed too

coincidental to be true.