Marc paused. He looked up and toward the door in shock.

That strong, dissuasive voice was familiar. It was like a sharp knife that stabbed through Jameson's heart. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. Slowly, he turned around.

Jasper's cold gaze glanced over him. He stormed into the ward, with Xavier following behind him gallantly.

"Mr. B-Beckett!" In a flash, Marc's defeated eyes lit up.

Even though he had never met this exceptional man, oddly enough, Jasper gave him a sense of peace. After all, everyone knew that Jasper was Winston's future son-in-law.

Winston wouldn't misjudge a person. He was willing to hand his beloved daughter, Alyssa, into Jasper's hands. Clearly, Jasper was an outstanding young man and a hidden gem.

He was unlike the son of a bitch before him, who only looked kind on the outside, but was a cunning viper on the inside.

"What are you doing here, Jasper?" Jameson questioned with a horrified look on his face.

Jasper's tone was neutral. He did not sound

so, he had an air of nobility around him, which inevitably

Jameson's sly smile looked overly forced. It was repulsive to

at Jasper. Xavier tightened his fists too. He

the corners of his lips into a smile. A tender and loving gaze flashed across his eyes. "I'm sorry. I was influenced by

Mr. Beckett!" Marc was old enough to be Jasper's father. Yet, he maintained

a quick, cold glance. "Even if you wanted to put it up for sale, you can never sell it to someone like Mr.

claims that he will help you with rescuing Mr. Nathan. You will suffer a double whammy if he changes his mind

you can very well pay a visit to Mr. Josh Schmidt and Ms. Daisy Schmidt in prison. Then, you will get to learn about Jameson's ways." Marc widened

of Jameson vanish completely. The sharpness in his eyes returned. "Even if I had to burn Ivory Group to the ground, I will never let you get your hands on it! "As for Nathan, I believe there is justice in this world. No one can ever be above the

hear that." Jameson's eyes turned red with anger. Amidst his refusal to admit defeat, he let out a cold laugh. He gave

tense atmosphere in the

ran white. Marc held onto her hand tightly.

She was used to seeing violence happening in front of her. But what Jameson brought with him earlier was a battle without any violence. It scared the living daylights out

you for earlier." Marc exhaled. He

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