As soon as Alyssa's health allowed for her discharge, she left the hospital swiftly without informing her family.

Sean had just assisted her into the car when her phone rang.

The call was from Rosie.

"Mrs. Rosie, how have you been?" Alyssa couldn't hold the phone herself, her hands still bandaged, so Sean held it for her.

"I'm doing well.

Madam, I heard from Mr. Jasper that you were injured?" Rosie's voice was concerned.

"| have been discharged from the hospital.

Don't worry." Alyssa couldn't help but recall the soup she had splattered across Jasper's three-piece suit the other day.

To her surprise, she discovered that he had prepared for such an outcome.

It was as though he had predicted she might throw the soup.

He had left one more serving of soup in the thermal flask just in case.

Feeling hungry after their heated argument, Alyssa managed to sit up in bed with effort.

After he left, she finished the last remnants of soup from the thermal flask.

"Mrs. Rosie, did you ask Mr. Jasper to deliver soup to me while I was hospitalized?" Alyssa smiled.

"The soup was delicious.

I could tell that you made it.

Thank you." "It wasn't me, Madam.

I wasn't the one who made the soup.

Mr. Jasper made it for you personally!" "He did?" Alyssa was stupefied.

"Mr. Jasper went to the countryside the day before to buy a wild chicken.

He came back covered in mud, his suit covered in feathers, and smelling like chicken poop! Can you believe a neatly dressed gentleman like him did that?" Rosie couldn't help but giggle as she recalled the scene.

him grow up, but I've never seen

even went out to catch the chicken

public got wind of it, he'd become the biggest joke of the century!" Alyssa couldn't

heart pounded against her

more chaos

did in the morning

looked like it was a crime

killed terrorists while he was on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a human being!" At that moment, Jasper sneezed violently in the president's office

was nearby Alyssa, overheard

He was rendered speechless.

hand, let out

know

prepared the chicken soup for you, so it's only

it was all

what Mr. Jasper is like? He may struggle with words, but he knows

Alyssa felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed

finding a piece of candy in a

that call with Rosie, Alyssa stared blankly into space as she

out of those complex emotions that she

at her through the rearview

noticed the tears in

"Ms.

send you back to Heightsnew Villa,"

I don't want to

crept into

rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once Jasper's influence on her

had weighed on her face disappeared, replaced by a

Mr. Steven mentioned? I want

to think this isn't just

want to meet

to get curious about the

Then, he asked, "Ms.

anything more to that prisoner, but that he's just a normal prisoner? Would you still help him out?" "T will." Alyssa curled her

it as doing a good deed." It was a weekday

Alyssa arrived at the entrance to Fifth Prison

"Ms.

and you are not

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