Chapter 960

Chapter 960

Jasper said, “I need to get to Jeffrey before the police do.”

Men were competitive, especially when they were in love.

Both of them answered their respective phone calls at the same time. They hung up at the same

time, too.

“Let's go to Nina's funeral tomorrow morning.” Alyssa’s eyes were slightly red

"Yes, let's go together.”

Jasper thought long and hard. Like a husband who was about to go on a business trip, Jasper

wrapped his arms around Alyssa’s waist. He pulled her into his embrace.

“Lyse, there is an important project to discuss at work. I have to sit in this meeting as the president. I

will need to go on a business trip for a few days.

“For how many days?” Alyssa gasped lightly.

"Five to ten days?”

Jasper felt bad. He knew it was a white lie, but he felt terrible

nonetheless for lying to the love of his life.

Alyssa blinked her eyes. “Where are you going?”

Jasper stopped and said, “Yoarkley.” He made it up. He felt guilty as Alyssa stared at him.

"Okay, have a safe trip.” Alyssa was expressionless.

Jasper hugged her. He was unwilling to part with her. “Wait for me to

come back, Lyse.”

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Alyssa didn't answer him. She slowly raised her arms and returned his hug.

That hug was more than any words she could say..

A crescent moon hung coldly on the foggy night.

It was the beginning of spring. Yet, it was rainy. The weather was still cold.

“That maid working for the Beckett family is getting buried tomorrow morning.”

In a luxuriously decorated fall-themed room, Jameson sat on the sofa with his slender legs crossed.

He had his back against Carl as he swirled his glass of red wine.

"Okay."

"Alyssa will definitely be there. That maid died protecting her from a bullet. If Alyssa is there, Jasper

must be there too.”

Carl inched closer to him and asked tentatively, “Will you be

attending?”

“It's only a maid. Even if she saved Lyse’s life, I don't think I must be present.”

Jameson drank his red wine elegantly. A cold, mocking glint appeared in the eyes behind his frame.

“If she didn't take the bullet for Lyse, then she will always be a worthless maid.

“Things are different now because of her wisdom. She had turned into Lyse’s savior. Lyse is so kind

that she will always remember her. Her family will be compensated handsomely because of her

sacrifice. No matter how you look at it, her death was worth it.”

Carl listened silently. His back broke into a cold sweat.

Jameson, his boss, could turn any evil intention into moral reasoning.

Jameson's cruelty was concealed

He consistently wore a gentle smile, making anyone feel at ease. when interacting with him.

However, not interfering with him or his possessions was crucial in maintaining such favorable

treatment. Coveting them was absolutely out of the question.

Otherwise, he would become hostile, catching the person off guard and unleashing a biting attack

with a cold, poisonous tongue. He wouldn't settle for a simple demise but would ensure a painful

and agonizing death.

Jameson downed the remaining wine in his glass. A deep look swirled in his eyes. Sadness welled up

in his heart.

He wasn't going, not because he didn't want to go. Furthermore, he had not seen Alyssa in a long

time. He couldn't eat or sleep thinking about her. He was losing his mind.

If he appeared suddenly uninformed tomorrow, she would resent him

even more.

He had already lost to Jasper. He couldn't afford to lose to him any

further.

At this moment, the door of the room opened slowly.

Amber entered with her head lowered. She had an envelope in her

hand.

“Mr. Schmidt, the men you sent had sent something back.”