Carl thought Jameson looked extremely cool. Jameson was carrying a mesmerizing and manly vibe to him. He was sexy. He didn't understand why Alyssa didn't fall for such an outstanding man like Jameson.

Then, the target slowly moved over.

When it came close enough, Carl saw Jasper's picture on the target, and Jameson's shots had made a massive hole in Jasper's head.

"Amazing! You are such an amazing shooter, Mr. Schmidt. You have an eagle's eye." Carl clapped as he kissed Jameson's ass.

"It's too bad," Jameson said as he kept his gun.

"Too bad?"

"It's just a picture and not the actual person."

Jameson did not look at him. He simply took a white silk handkerchief to wipe his gun. "You were looking for me?"

"Mr. Schmidt, we have news about Mr. Taylor. Mr. Taylor had sought out Ms. Alyssa and Jasper tonight.

However, he did not bring Ms. Alyssa home with him." Carl's forehead was covered in cold sweat when he finished.

"He didn't bring Lyse with

tremor in Carl's

flickered in Jameson's eyes. He loaded his gun and shot

was terrified to his

gasped for air violently after he finished his round of bullets. His eyes

almost midnight when

was dreadful when he went there earlier, but he had since thought it through. He reflected on how his daughter had gained

out of the window in the middle of the night and escaped into the

remorseful as he thought about

He would be too embarrassed to meet her mother down under. At the end of the

"Uncle Winston!"

and Neil turned around

walking toward them with an exquisite white gift box, a friendly and

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