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

to catch

the biggest joke of

heart pounded against her

more chaos

the morning was to slaughter

him, the kitchen looked

on the battlefield, right? According to him, slaughtering chickens is way more difficult than killing a human

nearby Alyssa, overheard what Rosie

He was rendered speechless.

hand,

not know

guided Mr. Jasper as he prepared the chicken soup for you, so it's only natural that it tasted

was

day making it! Madam, don't you know what Mr. Jasper is like?

his heart." Alyssa felt a wave of emotions—bitterness mixed with a strange

of candy

Alyssa stared blankly into space as she

couldn't pull herself out of those

her through the rearview mirror

tears in

"Ms.

you back to Heightsnew Villa,"

I don't want to go home,"

into

of going to KS Group, are you? You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once Jasper's influence on her thoughts subsided, Alyssa gathered

disappeared, replaced

the inmate Mr. Steven

to think this

also want to meet that ruthless

the Duttons." Sean

Then, he asked, "Ms.

that he's just a normal prisoner? Would you still

deed." It was a weekday today, so

Alyssa arrived at the entrance

"Ms.

and you are not yet fully

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