Chapter 383

Jasper found himself standing before Alyssa, vulnerable and defenseless against her barrage of

verbal attacks. She was right, though. He was the reason behind the shitty things she had to endure.

"Alyssa, there's nothing between me and Zoe. I only see her as a little sister!" His ears reddened

from the anxiety as he struggled to make his point.

Normally, he wouldn't bother explaining himself, but he was at his wit's end this time.

"Why bother telling me? It's not my concern,” Alyssa snapped, her patience waning as she shot him

a look of disdain. "I couldn't care less about your relationship with her, and I certainly don't want to

hear your explanation. Let go. I'm going to watch the show."

"Do you not care? If so, why did you have to bring it up? You mentioned it once at the police station

and again this time!" He was resentful at the misunderstanding between them. His eyes brimmed

with tears from the upsetting situation, and his shoulders quivered.

He added, "If you care about which girl I'm dating, it means you still care about me! You're not as

over it as you claim to be!"

"I do not care about you. I'm simply disgusted at you, Jasper Beckett." She stared intently at him and

slowly pried his fingers from her arm.

She added, "If I had known you were flirting with your childhood sweetheart and the "little sisters of

your friends, I would never have fallen for you in the first place.

"Now, I'm grateful that I managed to escape that marriage, but it still sickens me to think that I was

once in love with a capricious, cowardly scoundrel!"

His breathing became labored as he felt a crushing weight settled in on him. The feeling of being

misunderstood was deeply unsettling, filling him with bitterness.

For a moment, she was stung by the shattered look on his face. Still, she did not stay on any longer

and shuffled away without looking back.

She reminded herself, "Lyse, the past is behind you. No matter how deep your grudges and

affection, you shall not turn back."

Her phone suddenly rang, and it was Sean calling.

"Sean, what's the matter?" She pulled herself together.

"Ms. Alyssa, something went wrong! Check Twitter right now!" Sean spat out the words with

urgency.

Her expression sank as an ominous feeling closed in. She quickly opened Twitter on her phone, and

almost immediately, her face drained of color as she cussed, "Fuck!"

At the top of the trending topics was the hashtag #AdakingsleyWeddingDesignLeaks. The designs

she and her team had painstakingly worked on were leaked online.

Jasper, who was wallowing in depression, was shocked by Alyssa's cursing. A smile crossed his face.

She was so much livelier after leaving him, much better than the demure and compliant woman who

had stubbornly stayed by his side.

He approached her slowly, but she suddenly sprinted to the other end of the corridor in her high

heels and put a distance between them.

Feeling that something had gone wrong, he worriedly dialed Xavier's number.

"Mr. Beckett," Xavier answered the call.

"Has something happened to the KS Group?” Jasper questioned, guided by his sharp instincts.

"Yes. I was just about to brief you on the situation.”