LOGINCold sweat beaded Jasper's forehead as he staggered down the dimly-lit corridor, panting heavily and bracing a hand against the wall for support. With trembling fingers, he fumbled inside his breast pocket for his medication. But just as he managed to pull the bottle out and tip it toward his palm, his grip gave way. It slipped, sending pills scattering across the floor. His bloodshot eyes widened in frustration. "Dammit!" He tried to crouch down to gather the scattered pills, but the agonizing headache and sudden vertigo derailed his movements completely. He couldn't make his body cooperate. "Jasper! What's wrong?"Right on cue, Jonah and Julien rushed into the corridor, flanking him on both sides to catch his weight and steady him against the wall. Julien quickly scooped the medicine bottle off the floor, tipped a few tablets into his palm, and fed them to Jasper. His eyes were filled with concern. "Relax, Jasper. Take deep breaths." Jasper shut his eyes and followed Jul
When Alyssa and Jasper returned to Heightsnew Villa that evening, Jonah, Silas, Rose, Liam, and Winston's wives were already waiting for them."Jonah! Silas! Rosie! Colene!"The moment Alyssa stepped through the front door, the physical and emotional exhaustion of the day melted away. Like a pampered kitten finally returning home, she threw herself into Jonah's arms and rubbed her head repeatedly against his chest. "Hey, hey, hey! Look at you—a grown woman still acting like a spoiled little girl," Colene teased with a grin."That's perfectly fine. I like it when Lyse acts cute with me."Jonah lowered his head, his eyes brimming with affection as he gently stroked the back of Alyssa's head. "Lyse can always rely on me and ask anything of me. She can act spoiled and throw as many tantrums as she wants. As far as I'm concerned, she'll never have to grow up."Those words came straight from the bottom of his heart. In the entire family, Jonah was the one person who indulged Alyssa wi
Caught off guard by the sudden kiss, their lips met softly, their breaths tangling together. Instead of deepening it, Alyssa slipped her arms around Jasper's neck and clung to him with quiet dependence. Her kiss was tender and lingering, every breath warm and gentle against him. Jasper's entire back stiffened instantly. It felt as though someone had pressed pause on both his heartbeat and his breathing. His trembling fingers curled tightly around the armrests of the leather chair. Crimson slowly spread across his cheeks, the tips of his ears, and the corners of his eyes. A vein throbbed visibly at his neck while his Adam's apple bobbed hard. After what felt like forever, Alyssa finally pulled away, panting softly. Her face was thoroughly flushed, the intoxicating blush trailing all the way down her neck. "Hold me, Jasper…" she whispered.Her soft lips brushed lightly against the tip of his ear, now burning red. Her featherlight voice sent an uncontrollable tremor through his
Alyssa was born for greatness. She carried a natural air of commanding authority that silently demanded submission, and the raw intimidation in her eyes made all the seasoned board members—all of whom were decades her senior—hold their breath unconsciously. They exchanged tense glances, the atmosphere in the room turning suffocatingly serious. Among the board members were several people who had once maintained private dealings with Justin. But now, Justin had fallen from power. Not only had Jasper seized control of the corporation, but with Newton's and Javier's support, he had officially become Beckett Group's new chairman. Jasper's position was now firmly established—unshakeable and beyond dispute. And he had Alyssa on his side. With her backing, even if he ultimately didn't inherit Beckett Group, he could still join Alyssa in leading KS Group. Even if he married into her family, he would still stand at the absolute pinnacle of wealth and power. At this point, no one in the
In the blink of an eye, the news of Justin being detained by the police as a murder suspect spread like wildfire, dominating headlines everywhere. First, Zachary had been shot dead. As his only surviving family member, Justin had been brought in for routine questioning. Yet only a few days later, the man was once again entangled in another murder investigation. How could he ever cleanse his reputation after this? He couldn't. He could douse himself in bleach and still never wash away the stain of suspicion. The public discourse was merciless. "Justin always looked so elegant and gentlemanly. Even his smile seemed radiant. How could someone like that be a cold-blooded killer? It's completely surreal!""What's so surreal about it? Killers don't walk around wearing name tags. Often, the most unassuming people hide the most psychotic tendencies. They blend in by acting more polite and innocent than the rest of us. If you think about it, doesn't Justin fit that description perfectl
Justin's dark, gloomy pupils constricted. Underneath his sickly pale skin, the veins on the back of his hand twisted and bulged like gnarly tree roots. He stared fixedly at the blade. Once his chosen murder weapon, it now sat before him as cold, hard evidence. That fruit knife had once served his malice; now, it was bloodstained with history. It betrayed him, testifying to his guilt. At first, his mind was a chaotic blur. Then the present dissolved, and his thoughts flashed back nearly 20 years.Back then, he was just a teenager. His clean, youthful face had been splattered with Mildred's fresh blood. He remembered standing in the small living room, his hand white-knuckled around that very fruit knife. Soaked from head to toe in warm blood, the frail, pale teenager had looked utterly terrifying—like a demon crawling its way out of hell. Yet, he hadn't felt a shred of terror. Instead, a laugh had bubbled up from his chest, shaking his entire body in pure, ecstatic madness. The
The corridors along the VIP ward were quiet and deserted. There was no one in sight.A female nurse came to check on Edgar after doing her rounds. As she left, a figure dressed as a nurse silently slipped into the ward.The ward was silent; Edgar was sound asleep.The man quickly took a syringe and plu
Julien beamed from ear to ear. "Hi, Aunt Mandy, Madam Lyla and Madam Colene. Hey, Taty." "Where are you going, Jul?" Tatiana's eyes were wide with curiosity. "There's a famous brand of desserts at Bernardia. I wanted to buy some back for everyone to have a taste." "Yay! We get to have desserts, than
"It's true. She met with no one. I swear!" Carl asserted calmly, though his heart raced within.Jameson leaned back, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It seems like you've taken quite a fancy to her." "I…" Carl stammered, his face flushing in panic. "If that's the case, I shall decide on your beha
Landon was finally done preparing for his wedding with Lauren at Bernardia. He had made arrangements according to Lauren's preferences. Over the past month or so, Landon wished that he could split himself into multiples of himself. He had to look after Lauren, manage Harper Group, and manage the dec







