Lily grabbed Jameson’s arm with a nervous expression and insisted, “I want to sit with you. I don’t want


    to


    be alone here!”


    Everyone at the table exchanged looks.


    “Hey, Mandy, why do I feel that Mrs. Schmidt… acts a little weird?” Colene elbowed Mandy and asked


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    quietly.


    “I heard from Winston that Mrs. Schmidt has Alzheimer’s. It looks like a particrly bad case. She


    doesn’t


    even recognize us,” Mandy whispered back.


    “Oh gosh, Alzheimer’s at such a young age? Poor woman…” Colene sighed and cast a sympathetic


    look at Lily.


    Jameson looked at Alyssa helplessly as Lily refused to let go of him.


    After some hesitation, Alyssa tapped Jasper on the shoulder. “Mr. Beckett, could you do us a favor and


    change your seat?”


    He looked up slowly with an astonished and aggrieved expression. “Why should I? I was here before


    them.


    Landon bit his lip, trying not to burst intoughter. Jasper was indeed quite petty!


    “The timing of your arrival isn’t the issue. As you can see, Mrs. Schmidt doesn’t want to be separated


    from


    her son, and I’d like them to sit at this table. I have no choice but to ask you to move to another table,”


    Alyssa exined.


    She hadn’t wanted to sit beside him in the first ce, and now she had a valid reason.


    She urged, “After some thought, I’ve realized you’re the only one I can ask to move. Please take a seat


    at


    another table.”


    Jameson held onto Lily and adjusted his sses, a sly grin ying on his lips.


    “I won’t.” Jasper frowned and stubbornly refused to budge.


    “Fine, you’re not moving, right? Then, I’ll sit at Grandpa’s table!” Alyssa’s anger red. She was so


    close to


    punching Jasper in the face./


    Now, it was Jasper’s turn to get flustered. Worried that she might leave for real, he decided to listen to


    her and leave instead.


    Just then, Jonah stood up in time with a soft smile. He said to Alyssa, “Lyse, Mr. Beckett is a guest as


    well. Let’s not trouble him. I’ll join Dad at his table. We shouldn’t let a minor incident dampen the


    mood.”


    With that, Jonah smoothly moved to another table, leaving an empty seat behind.


    Jameson’s face crumbled. He knew the motive behind Jonah’s actions and felt disheartened.


    On the other hand, Jasper let out a relieved sigh when the problem was solved. He decided to thank


    Jonah at another time.


    L’s birthday party finally got underway. Alyssa had purposely arranged for Miley to sit beside her, as


    she hadn’t seen thetter in a long while.


    Jameson had no choice but to take a seat next to Miley, looking somewhat disappointed that he


    couldn’t sit beside Alyssa.


    “Miley, Mr. Schmidt has just returned from Kontina recently. The two of you must have a lot inmon


    to


    talk about,” Alyssa began, trying to strike up a conversation and lighten the mood.


    “Oh, did you live in Kontina for a long time?” Miley asked, looking surprised.


    “15 years, to be precise,” Jameson replied with a smile.


    “Well, you are almost a local then. You lived there longer than me. This is my third year living in Kontina


    after my marriage,” Miley remarked.


    Eager to participate in the small talk, she casually asked, “I wonder, what’s your profession?”


    Jameson merely replied, “I was in the trading business.”


    “Oh, I see.”


    Out of the blue, Jasper interjected, “Mr. Schmidt, can you borate on the types of goods you traded?”


    Jameson narrowed his eyes and balled his fists under the table.


    Jasper nced at him with a piercing gaze and added, “This isn’t confidential information, is it? Or did


    you run a … unique business that you can’t publicly disclose?”