Chapter 387

The following day, Xavier hurriedly knocked on Jasper's office door at the Beckett Group,

announcing, "Mr. Beckett, you wanted me to look into—Argh!"

Xavier trailed off with a scream. It was too late to stop Jasper, who was seated on the table and

casually lifting a pastry out of the dirty box.

With a satisfied crunch, Jasper took a massive bite of the pastry and scrunched up his eyes in

enjoyment.

"Oh god! How could you eat the food you picked from the trashcan?" Xavier warned him.

"Only the box is dirty. The pastries are fine,” Jasper replied nonchalantly as he took another bite.

The pastries tasted delightful, but too bad they weren't for him.

Bitterness welled up inside him. He had once been dismissive of Alyssa's daily efforts in crafting

these desserts. Now, he found himself rummaging through the trash can just to get a taste. How did

he get to this point?

"Go ahead. How's the investigation?" Jasper put away the remaining pastries and questioned

leisurely.

"Ahem. After using both carrots and sticks, the owner of the verified account offered up an

important clue!”

"Don't beat around the bush.”

"He said he received the photos of the wedding venue through an anonymous message. He claimed

he was only a messenger who had no idea about the leaker.”

"How did you spend your free time?" Jasper looked up coldly.

"Huh?" Xavier was taken aback.

"You don't seem to have made any progress. All you've managed to gather is nonsense,” Jasper

chastised him, "Is this the clue you've got? You haven't even figured out the culprit. I think we

should give out your bonus to those who need it more.”

"Hold on! I have received the account of the leaker, but I didn't have time to look into it because I'm

here reporting to you! I'll work on it now!" Xavier paled at the threat of a bonus deduction as he was

saving up

"Give me that account. I'll handle it myself," Jasper beckoned.

"I-It's not a big deal. You don't have to—"

"I'll be at a disadvantage if I wait for you," Jasper felt the anxiety creeping in despite his usually calm

demeanor. "I need to figure out the mastermind before Alyssa's brothers beat me to it.”

Ah, the male ego in play!

"It was my honor to witness you back in action!” Xavier almost wept in excitement.

"Enough with the drama.” Jasper cracked his knuckles in all seriousness.

When he was at military school, he was trained in tracking, evasion, intel collection, and decoding,

among other skills. However, becoming the president of the Beckett Group had rendered those

skills rusty.

When Alyssa was hiding behind the Alice White persona, he had resorted to hacking to unearth

information about the suspicious men surrounding her, but to no avail. Only then it dawned on him

that Alyssa was surrounded by some rather extraordinary characters.

This time, the culprit shouldn't prove to be too challenging to crack. He'd be totally useless if he

couldn't get anything out of his investigation

Xavier was excited at Jasper's eagerness to try. He grinned and said, "Just tell me the truth. Does

Madam have a place in your heart? Have you fallen for her?”

That earned him a wintry glance from Jasper, who retorted, "Do you want me to donate your pay to

charity?"