Some were distraught and lost, while others remained sprightly and kicking.
Jameson had acted as if he'd just heard the news and hurried over to Heightsnew Villa. He was
currently sitting anxiously in the living room.
"Tsk. We only just sent Jasper away, yet now Jameson has come crawling all the way back here! What
did our baby sister do to deserve this? What bad karma did she accrue?"
Jonah and Silas were looking downstairs from the second-floor landing. Silas was so angry he was
grinding his teeth together.
Jonah coldly eyed Jameson's face, which had had its fill of putting up a dramatic show. His hand
around the railing was so tense his veins were bulging.
"He didn't show up at the event even though he's his family's favorite right now. Yet here he is, showing
up first thing the moment something happens to Lyse.
"Hmph! Based on my years of experience as a prosecutor, I know he definitely has something to do
with what happened earlier tonight. He probably worked together with Zoe and used her as a pawn!"
Silas hissed.
"Your analysis isn't too different from mine. Jameson is a very cunning man who's very skilled in using
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtothers to carry out his dirty work," Jonah said.
Jonah's cold eyes were fixed on Jameson's face. "He's already planned out his escape route before
putting his plan into motion. I fear he's already removed every trace of himself from the picture.
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have come all over here without fear. He probably thinks he has nothing to
worry about anymore."
"Damn it! We've let a fox into our nest now!" Silas huffed angrily. "You, me, and the other boys
combined can totally overpower Jameson. Are we really just going to stand here and do nothing?"
Just then, Winston and Lyla came downstairs to meet Jameson, accompanied by Neil.
"Uncle Winston, Madam Lyla," Jameson got up to greet them. His respectful and gentle demeanor was
the kind elders liked to see the most in youngsters.
"My daughter is feeling unwell, Jameson, so she won't be able to join US," Lyla spoke up on behalf of
Winston, seeing how ill he looked. "Plus, I'm sure you know what happened during tonight's event. We
really aren't in the mood to welcome any guests, so please leave."
Jameson's gaze darkened slightly after Lyla said that. His fingers clenched lightly, but he still patiently
said, "I couldn't rest well after hearing about Lyse's condition, so I rushed over to see her.
"Don't worry, Uncle Winston. I know some very good doctors from Mosgravia, all world-renowned
professionals. If the doctors in the country can't do anything to help, I can ask the doctors from
Mosgravia to come here to Belbanks to help Lyse!" "Jameson," Winston suddenly spoke up. "I
appreciate your kind gesture. But you're Taty's fiance now. Even though you grew up with Lyse and
have a close relationship with her, you should now direct your concern to Taty. It's time you distance
yourself from Lyse."
Jameson was shocked. His face even paled somewhat.
"Haha! Serves him right!" Silas snickered. "He plotted out everything yet still couldn't reach Lyse in the
end. Now his plan is going to bust because his own plan is biting himself in the ass!"
"Uncle Winston, the person I wanted to marry has always been Lyse! I've never wanted to marry
anyone else!" Jameson exclaimed passionately, no longer hiding his true desire.
Lyla was stunned. Her lips pulled thin awkwardly.
"What did you just say?" Winston asked, his brows knitting together. "Jameson, all my daughters are
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfine young women, not items for you to negotiate and purchase as you please. We agreed you'd marry
Taty, so Taty it is. Never mention your matter with Lyse ever again!"
"You know just how true my love for Lyse is, Uncle Winston. The heavens itself is my witness."
Jameson might be a cunning, devious, lying cheat, but his love for Alyssa was real. The sincerity of the
love in his eyes was unmistakable. "I never had a choice about who I was going to marry in this
arranged marriage! I only stayed out of the way because I thought Lyse had found happiness. But do
you still think Jasper is the best choice for Lyse right now?"
Winston's breath was punched out of his lungs. Pain filled his lungs when he recalled how his daughter
could never be a mother again.
"I wasn't able to protect Lyse back then while she suffered endlessly. I swear to protect only her from
now on. rd never find fault or hurt her like Jasper Beckett has done," Jameson said.
Jameson's eyes were reddened with emotion as he begged, "Please, Uncle Winston ... let me marry
Lyse. I'll never let what happened to Lyse happen again!"
"Hmph! You should keep on dreaming!"
When Jameson saw Jonah and Silas walking downstairs, his eyes glinted dangerously. His teeth
locked together angrily.
"Don't be fooled by him, Dad! He's not a good person whatsoever!"