With Renee’s ankle twisting, her arms iled frantically in mid-air. The Hermès bag she held soared,


    leaving her in aically awkward sprawl on the ground.


    “Ouch! I-It hurts!” she yelped.


    er lips were


    She sat on the floor as tears welled up in her eyes. Even quivering uncontrobly.


    In a typical scenario, a man would step forward to help a beautiful woman in distress, especially when


    she fell because of the man. Who would have thought Jasper was unaffected by the situation?


    He walked away fast. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Renee’s sight.


    At that moment, Xavier rushed over, too. He merely nced at Renee, who was pathetically lying on


    the ground. Then, he followed behind Jasper and left.


    In just a short span of seconds, Renee started to question her appearance. She had always been


    confident with her looks.


    It was often said that people would hesitate to help an olderdy who fell, but why didn’t anyone help


    Renee? She was a gorgeous woman, after all.


    Dominic happened toe out for a smoke when he saw his daughter in such an embarrassing state.


    He could not help but frown, asking, “Renee? Why are you sitting on the ground? You look like a


    mess!”


    “Dad! You should lend a hand to your daughter, who has just fallen. But instead, you’re standing there


    making sarcastic remarks!” Renee supported herself on the coffee table and struggled to stand up.


    At that point, her ankle was swollen. In addition to that, her Chanel heels had broken as well. She was


    infuriated and kicked her damaged shoes away.


    “I just bumped into Mr. Beckett. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have ended up in such a pathetic state,”


    Renee exined to Dominic.


    “But I wonder why he was in such a hurry,” she added. She remained seated on the couch, wincing in


    pain.


    Initially, she thought she could make a memorable and stunning appearance before Jasper However, it


    turned into a chaotic mess, Renee was so annoyed that she almost burst into tears.


    Upon hearing her words, Dominic recalled how Jasper abruptly left the cocktail party, looking like ther


    was an urgent sluation. At the thought of that, the former’s gaze became menacing


    Xavier was sweating profusely as he ran after Jasper at the underground parking lot.


    “Mr. Beckett! W-Where are you going? What happened?” Xavier asked. His voice trembled because of


    now


    nervous he was.


    Jasper’s expression turned frosty as he answered, ‘Alyssa is in trouble end to go find her now!”


    As he spoke, his jawline tightened, creating a striking and sharp profile. Then, he opened the door of


    the


    sports car.


    His veins on the back of his hand were popping. Even though he had not lost his temper, his piercing


    gaze


    revealed his inner intense emotions.


    “I-I’ll follow you! It’s better to have someone with you!” Xavier offered.


    Yet, Jasper refused, “There’s no need for that. You drive too slowly. Besides, you can stay back to


    handle


    things here.


    As soon as he finished speaking, the powerful rumble of the sports car’s engine echoed. In the next


    second, the car shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.


    Xavier watched as the car departed, and his heat tightened. He sighed and muttered, “Madam, you


    must


    be safe. Mr. Beckett, you must bring her back safe and sound.”


    The ck Lamborghini flew through the streets of Sna City like lightning.


    “Alyssa.. I’ming. Please be safe. You must be safe!” Jasper mumbled under his breath.


    The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his heart was pounding. Without hesitation, he floored the


    elerator.


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    On the passenger seat, his phone disyed a slightly blurry photo. Jasper knew it was a sneaky shot.


    In the picture, an unfamiliar man in a well-tailored suit embraced Alyssa. Her silky ck hair was down,


    her gaze was enchanting, and har red lips were seductive.


    Who was the man holding her? Was she drunk?


    No, Jasper knew that Alyssa never drank with men she was unfamiliar with. Moreover, she had only


    drank


    twice. And both times were with her brothers.


    Could it be that he was d:ugged?


    As soon as that thought crossed his mind, Jasper felt a pang of pain in his chest. His eyes gradually