A sudden gust of wind brushed past Jasper’s nose. Jameson’s punch was brutal and swift. Jasper
would have been punched in the face if he hadn’t been trained enough to dodge the ambush.
From that deceptive move, Jasper could tell that Jameson was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. There was
another reason he could never let Alyssa be with Jameson. Never!
The attack unfolded in the bink of an eye, so swiftly that not even Alyssa noticed the altercation as she
proceeded toward Jameson’s vi,
Once again, Jameson hurled punches at Jasper, but thetter skillfully evaded each one. Jameson
launched another kick that narrowly missed Jasper’s chest.
Jameson staggered backward, fighting to regain his bnce, the veins in his seemingly feeble arms
throbbing beneath his elegant silver cufflinks.
Meanwhile, Jasper stood at the same spot despite suffering the attacks. Jameson adjusted his sses,
his eyes smoldering with rage.
For years, Jameson had obsessively honed his skills under the guidance of a mentor, delving into the
realms of closebat, marksmanship, swordy, and more. His motivation was to acquire the
strength necessary to protect his mother and establish his own power base.
While he was a quick learner, he had invested a huge effort in honing his skills to make up for his
physical
weakness
Initially, he had been confident in his abilities, but the brief exchange just now had revealed that he had
underestimated Jasper. Jasper proved to be a formidable rival, one whom he couldn’t hope to match,
even with his best efforts.
Jameson’s expression morphed from a frown into a sinister smirk that unsettled Jasper. The affection in
his eyes for Alyssa had transformed into a menacing look that challenged Jasper’s patience.
Suddenly, a gleam shed across Jameson’s eyes as he leaned forward. Jasper’s gaze faltered, and,
out of muscle memory, he inadvertently punched Jameson on the left cheek.
At the same time, Alyssa turned around and witnessed the scene. Jasper noticed that Jameson wore a
conniving grin on his lips, showing no sign of anger after the unexpected punch,
Damn it! Jasper realized he had fallen right into Jameson’s trap. It dawned on him that Jameson hadn’t
intended to attack him. Instead, he had simply lured Jasper into making a move.
Jasper secretly chided himself for his foolishness.
*Jimmy!” Alyssa gasped in wide-eyed shock and hurried over to support Jameson, who looked like he
was on the verge of copsing. In the heat of the moment, she blurted out Jameson’s childhood
nickname.
Hearing this, Jameson ignored the pain in his cheek and held her wrist, asking in disbelief, “Lyse, what
did
you just call me?”
She finally realized her mistake. After a brief moment, she decided not to make a big deal out of it. It
was
just a nickname from when they were younger.
She repeated, “Jimmy.”
Jameson teared up with joy, his cheeks twitching in excitement. He had waited for this moment for 15
years.
He had pined for Alyssa throughout those years, a feeling Jasper Beckett-heartless as he was-would
never understand.
At that moment, Jasper’s face drained of color. He appeared lifeless, feeling like something had broken
inside him.
Once again, Alyssa had crushed his heart.
Had Jameson and Alyssa’s rtionship progressed? Had their childhood friendship never changed?
Jasper couldn’t help but wonder what he had meant to Alyssa from the start.
“Jasper, are you out of your mind? Jameson is inviting me to his ce to greet his mom. What did he
do wrong? Why did you have to hurt him? Alyssa confronted Jasper with a re while holding onto
Jameson.
Her eyes revealed a mix of emotions. There was rage, helplessness, and, more than anything.
disappointment
She had ced Jasper on a pedestal for the past 13 years. However, she felt as if he had slowly
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less attractive to her. He was straying further from her impression of him.
“Lyse, I’m okay. Calm down.” Jamesonforted her with a gentle look in his eyes
why Mr. Beckett attacked me.”
“I can understand