Jasper smiled slightly at Jason as he got into the car. He extended his hand first."Nice to meet you, Mr. Derullere." "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Beckett." Jason shook Jasper's hand. Jasper's strength and composure eased Jason's nervousness."Please forgive my bluntness, Mr. Beckett. I am a lawyer for Schmidt Group. Meeting me privately like this… Isn't it inappropriate?" Jason was both stating a fact and testing him at the same time. "While we may be on opposing sides," Jasper explained seriously, "I share your deep grudge against Jameson. However, I've always believed the guilty should be held accountable. I'm a fair man and won't target the innocent.""Moreover," Jasper continued, his posture unwavering, "I have a feeling we're not enemies, but rather friends on opposite sides.""Friends…" Jason's eyes welled up. He couldn't believe his ears. "Since you risked meeting me," Jasper's gentle voice resonated with Jason, "I believe you acknowledge me as an ally. Am I right, M
Once Jasper heard the news, he became energized. He headed straight for the police station. Alyssa and Cyrus were already waiting outside the interrogation room when he arrived. "Sorry I'm late, Lyse," Jasper apologized breathlessly as soon as he arrived. He truly was the epitome of a gentleman."Don't worry," Alyssa said, coming closer. "I was afraid something might happen to you if you rushed over." She gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with her sleeve.Jasper grabbed her by her wrist, his gaze intense. "I met with someone just now, Lyse. I have good news!" Alyssa's eyes lit up. "What is it?" "Let's get down to business first," Jasper said, tapping the tip of her nose playfully. Affection gleamed in his eyes. "Nicholas will be here any minute. I'll handle the interrogation myself," Cyrus announced, beaming. The case had dragged out for far too long. Finally, there was a breakthrough."Cyrus, be mindful of your approach," Alyssa cautioned gently. "Nicholas has held
Jasper couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. He leaned into Alyssa, gently nibbling her earlobe. "I just wish I could do that with you right now." Alyssa's cheeks flushed a rosy red as she met his gaze, her beauty captivating.…Cyrus and Nicholas sat alone in the interrogation room, a camera recording their every move. "You may begin," Cyrus said gently, gesturing for Nicholas to speak. Nicholas, handcuffed and weary, leaned back with a desolate expression. "I've disappointed you, haven't I?" "Would you like to hear the truth? Yes," Cyrus replied honestly. Nicholas closed his eyes, a cold smile twisting his lips in a mix of relief and regret. "I appreciate your honesty. It's refreshing.""Back then, you personally awarded me my First and Second Order of Merit badges. I remember your words clearly. You told me always to uphold justice and eliminate evil while clinging to my virtues. You also told me to be a good officer and always to serve the people."Cyrus took a de
Nicholas burst out laughing and shook his head repeatedly. He wasn't disagreeing with what Cyrus said. Rather, he was feeling remorse over how much he had sacrificed over three years. He felt like it was not worth it at all. At this very moment, he was extremely regretful and sorry.He wasn't regretful about going down the wrong path and losing the reputation he had worked so hard for. He regretted that his righteous and upright self had become a slave to the devil. "Other than the evidence of your crimes that we found at your home, is there anything else you'd like to tell us?" Cyrus questioned with a serious look on his face."Yes." Nicholas lowered his eyes. "I was involved in Aidan's case too. Jameson instructed me from behind the scenes." Cyrus was shocked. "You killed Aidan? Didn't he die by suicide?" "He did, but Jameson forced him to his death. Jameson wrote and forged a suicide note for him in advance and then asked the lawyer to give it to Aidan so that he'd h
"Mr. Beckett and Ms. Alyssa share your concerns. They've already planted people to surveil the hospital area and even among the nurses caring for your wife. But these are all done in secret. You should know why." A sharp glint flashed in Cyrus' eyes. Nicholas was overwhelmed with gratitude. "Thank you… Thank you, Ms. Alyssa. Thank you, Mr. Beckett." He couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his face. …Later that afternoon, after the interrogation, Cyrus led his colleagues from the Criminal Investigation Unit and the search team to that construction site in the eastern district. With the help of the police search dogs, they were soon able to retrieve the woman's decomposing body from the cement foundation. The body was taken back to the station for autopsy. Cyrus then ordered another group of officers to the resort where the crime happened. They were to examine the surveillance footage for more leads. However, the chances of finding anything useful were slim. Even so, Cyrus
The hospital corridor was eerily silent in the dead of the night. The lone nurse on duty drowsed at the nurses' station, oblivious to the flashing red light from the malfunctioning surveillance camera down the hall.A figure clad in a white doctor's robe and mask darted past the station, his movements purposeful. He carefully scanned his surroundings before pushing open the door to Natalie's ward and slipping inside.The patient lay curled up in bed, seemingly fast asleep. The intruder crept closer, a glint of steel catching the dim light as he drew a dagger from his sleeve. He raised the weapon high and stabbed the person on the bed. All of a sudden, his vision went dark. Unexpectedly, the person on the bed leaped up and threw the blanket over his head! Panic surged through the assassin. He flailed wildly with the dagger, ripping the blanket free. But before he could react further, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against his forehead froze him in place."Don't move. Not unless
Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed across the vast night sky. It felt as if the heavens themselves were about to crack open."Has this day finally arrived?"Jameson stood with his back to Carl, hands clasped behind him, projecting an image of strength and resolve. His posture did not hint at defeat, despair, or emptiness. Yet, a profound loneliness emanated from him, tugging at the heartstrings.He had been a high achiever, a man of success and ambition. He had thrived like a firework that rocketed into the sky, exploding in a blaze of color that illuminated Solana City's night. He had been magnificent, passionate, and impossible to ignore. But in the end, all he was left with was a wasteland of ash."Once, I craved everything. I yearned to return to Solana City and make the Schmidts pay for what they'd done. I wanted to reclaim everything that was rightfully mine, and I dreamed of aiding Mr. Justin in seizing control of Solana City."But ultimately, I realized that none of
Jameson said, "What's there to be afraid of? I've faced and done far more terrifying, darker, and more evil things over the years."Trembling slightly, Jameson lowered his eyes. His face was pale. He reached out a hand as if to catch a butterfly but grasped at nothing. A moment later, he let his arms hang by his side. He curled his fingers into tight fists but still seemed powerless."Right now, all I want is to see Lyse one last time before I die."…The hired assassin was apprehended, and Natalie was transferred to a hospital under KS Group's care.After returning, Axel, with his superior hacking skills, identified the cellphone number's owner and the outgoing message's origin within a few hours. He was demonstrably more efficient than the police's Digital Forensics Department. After all, he was a seasoned professional.…The hush of night blanketed the manor. Jasper and Alyssa's bedroom was a scene of post-coital bliss. Their clothes lay scattered on the floor, and the