"Can I join you?" Jasper asked, his demeanor warm and friendly.

Nicholas replied simply, "Sure." Jasper gracefully sat opposite him, arriving alone with no backup.

A palpable tension hung in the air even before a word was spoken.

"Mr. Beckett," Nicholas began, "a man of your stature wouldn't be drinking coffee in a place like this." Nicholas then took a deep drag of his cigarette.

His eyes were grim.

"So, this isn't a coincidence.

You've been following me." "It's not what you think," Jasper countered.

A slight twitch of Jasper's lips accompanied his sincere gaze.

"My wife told me everything that happened at the nursing home.

She knew you'd be here if I couldn't find you at home.

After all, both of us prioritize our wives.

We might take detours, but we always end up in the same place, don't we?" An intelligent man would never directly communicate what he meant.

Nicholas continued to smoke.

Jasper blinked and said, "Not yet." "Then, addressing Ms. Alyssa as your wife

Our situations are different.

subtly,

Lovelace

Solana City police force don't just do

Justice will always prevail.

deserves." Jasper

do you think is next?" The air suddenly

Nicholas dismissed him coldly, but a tremor ran through the hand holding

and Jameson worked

the president of Lovelace Group and a Belbanks bigwig, helped Jameson distribute illegal drugs, amassing

aside like a

and

you certain you're any different?" Nicholas felt a slight stirring in

knew Jameson had eyes

no idea how to explain himself if Jameson found out that he had

was cold-blooded, sinister,

had to survive; only then he could

already entangled with Jameson—there was no

lunged forward and pressed a silver lighter into

didn't bring a lighter, right? If you don't mind, you can have it." Nicholas' eyes constricted as an inexplicable pain surged in his

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