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 him like

out to catch the chicken

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

pounded against her chest

even more chaos the next

he did in the morning was to slaughter

him, the kitchen looked like it was a

"Mr. Jasper used to be in the military and has 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 at Beckett

nearby Alyssa, overheard

He was rendered speechless.

on the other hand, let

know how

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

was

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

his heart." Alyssa felt a

finding a piece of candy in a pile

blankly into space as she

those

her through the rearview mirror from his driver's

tears in

"Ms.

you back to Heightsnew Villa," he

don't want to go home," Alyssa

into Sean's

You need to rest." "Let's make a trip to Fifth Prison." Once Jasper's influence

face disappeared, replaced by a fiery intensity in her

added, "Do you remember the inmate Mr. Steven

starting to think this isn't just

to meet

get curious about the Duttons." Sean came

Then, he asked, "Ms.

a normal prisoner? Would you still help him out?" "T will."

good deed." It was a weekday today, so

at the entrance

"Ms.

outside and you are not yet

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