Carl parted his lips anxiously but didn't know what to say.

"Carl, did Mr. Justin... lie to me?" Jameson suddenly asked hoarsely. "Is the medicine he gavepoison? Will | be dependent on it

for life?"

Before Carl could reply, he comforted himself with a smile, "But it doesn't matter. After all, Mr. Justin gavethis life... | have no

complaints, even if he wants to take it away one day.

"l just... can't bear to leave Lyse. If | can't love her and be with her... | hope, at the very least, | can be the person who

accompanies her to the end of her life."

At the stime, there was a waterproof, delicate miniature tapping device silently capturing every sound in the room. It was

hidden under the pot of red roses carefully tended by Jameson.

cranny in the private room, but he held the pot of roses dear, untouched.

to its petals was met with

would hide a tapping

involvement in drugs briefly appeared on the intebut was quickly suppressed

of the Beckett

dispelling the scandal

to dress and

and Alyssa was worried he was exhausted.

sleep.

the dressing table and returned to

and sturdy chest was exposed, with small red marks standing out. There was a

passionate encounter

pursed her lips, feeling a flush creep up

gently, giving him a serene look. His curved

leaned

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