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.

turned grim. "He didn't bring Lyse with him. Is Lyse

in

grim glint flickered in Jameson's eyes. He loaded his gun and shot at the ground

was terrified to his wits, unable to utter

round of bullets. His eyes

was almost midnight when Winston returned to

He reflected on how his daughter had gained some weight under Jasper's care,

regretful. If he hadn't forcefully imprisoned Alyssa, she wouldn't have jumped out of

as he thought about

anything happen to her, there wouldn't be a reason to live anymore. He would be too embarrassed to meet her mother down under. At the end of the day, Alyssa's safety was

"Uncle Winston!"

and Neil turned around at the

Jameson walking toward them with an exquisite white gift box, a friendly and warm glint flickering in his

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