Jasper began, “First, remove that nosy, lying, good-for-nothing reporter from this venue and the city. I


    want him gone for good.”


    “Yes, sir!”


    “Second, have Beckett Group’s PR department monitor anyments, statements, rumors, or gossip


    that


    could harm Alyssa and KS World Hotel’s reputation. Eradicate all of them at once.”


    “On it, sir!” Xavier then went to get those done, leaving Jasper where he was to continue gazing at


    Alyssa.


    His gaze softened as he watched her determined expression.


    He silently said, “No thanks needed. Dance as long as you please. I’ll take care of everything in the


    background for you.”


    “We are sorry to see you unable to work with Ms. Kingsley, Ms. Alyssa,” Sophia said gently, taking


    advantage of the situation.


    She continued, “You’re only new to this line of work. You’re still young. You’re bound to make some


    mistakes.


    “Never fear, though. You’ll learn from them. After all, who here hasn’t made a mistake when they were


    your age? The most important thing is that you learn from your lesson.”


    “Yeah. It really was my fault for letting the culprit get the better of us.” Alyssa smiled. “I’ll definitely be on


    my guard next time.”


    Sophia sneered internally.


    One reporter asked, “Wait… Do you mean to say you had been set up?”


    “I have to take my leave now. The auction is about to begin.” Alyssa turned and left for the other venue,


    not answering the question.


    She didn’t even look at Sophia and Betty again, making the two feel outraged rather than joyous at


    their


    victory.


    “That fucking bitch. Does she think she can get herself out of this situation that easily? In her dreams!”


    Sophia growled as she red at Alyssa, who was slowly fading into the distance.


    “She has clearly given up. She didn’t even bothering up with an excusel” Betty held her mother’s


    arm,


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    she is at managing her hotel!”


    “Madam Sophia! Betty!” Zoe called out, finally walking out in her elegant peach-colored gown. “Good


    evening!”


    “Zoe!” Sophia went up to shake her hand, all smiles. “And here I thought you were absent!”


    “Mom, there’s something you should know.” Betty grinned. “How we got Ada on board to work with the


    “Aw, shucks. It’s nothing.” Zoe giggled, waving her off.


    “Thank you so much, dear,” said Sophia, her smile seemedyered.


    Then, Sophia gently stroked Zoe’s hand and said, “If there’s ever anything we can be of service with,


    just


    let us know, and we’ll do our best to help you.”