On the west side, in a hotel, Jasper entered the lobby with his suit drenched in sweat. His phone, held


    in


    his sweaty palm, vibrated continuously.


    He looked down at the screen and saw an iing call from an anonymeet member.


    “Hello,” Jasper said in a deep voice, his throat felt dry.


    “Mr. Beckett, it’s room 2051, on the 20th floor.”


    A stranger’s voice on the other end said, “I left the key card in the flowerpot in the 20th-floor stairwell, if


    you want to save Ms. Taylor, you need to act quickly. Dying any further could lead to unwanted


    consequences! Make sure you don’t regret your decision.”


    Jasper was about to take a step forward when his face suddenly darkened. He asked, “Who are you,


    really? Did you send me those pictures?


    There was silence on the other end.


    “Are you a paparazzo or acting on someone’s rders? How did you get the hotel room key card?”


    Jasper,


    with quick thinking, asked the most crucial question.


    “Good question, Mr. Beckett. But I can’t disclose those details to you. All I can say is that I have a


    purposeProperty of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    for my actions.”


    Jasper found the whole situation odd but had to act quickly due to the urgency of the moment.


    He took the elevator to the 20th floor, and the room key card for room 2051 was indeed in the potted


    nt.


    Jasper’s heart raced as he approached the door. It felt as if his heart were about to burst out from his


    chest.


    On his journey here, he grappled with his thoughts, contemting numerous possibilities.


    Despite his efforts, he couldn’t convince himself, especially upon witnessing Alyssa entering the hotel


    with a stranger!


    Holding the key card, Jasper swiped it to open the room dour.


    His throat fantened, and he slowly walked in.


    The room was dimly lit, quiet, and had a subtle floral scent. To his surprise, the chaotic and


    uneptable scene he had imagined was nowhere to be seen.


    “Lyse… Lyse?”


    Jasper’s heart pounded as he called out her name in a hoarse voice.


    There was no response.


    His chest felt constricted as he slowly moved toward the bedroom.


    In that moment, he faintly heard a rustling sound in the room, and countless terrifying thoughts


    inundated


    his mind like a flood!


    “Lyse!”


    Jasper’s eyes reddened.


    Unable to wait any longer, Jasper forcefully pushed open the room door.


    A sharp female voice suddenly filled the dim room with a tone of intense fear!


    awa


    The next moment, Jasper saw a woman before him, her body delicate as porcin andpletely


    unclothed, like a fresh rose with glistening dewdrops.


    His mind spun, pupils shrinking, and the veins on his temples bulged.


    The woman before him was clearly Zoe!


    Zoe’s long hair partially covered her chest, and her delicate body trembled in the soft lighting.


    She exuded a mixture of innocence and desire, provoking a sense of pity and an overwhelming


    protective


    instinct. However, her calm demeanor hid a sly glint in her eyes, revealing a cunning nature.


    Jasper’s mind reeled, and he quickly turned away, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.


    The anger and humiliation of being yed with sent shivers down his spine, with his every nerve felt


    ready


    to snap.


    “Jasper… how did you how did youe in?”


    Zoe’s voice was soft, with a hint of trembling, and she crossed arms in front of her chest. “Jasper, my


    body… Did you see everything?”


    “Put on your clothes,’ said Jasper, his knuckles white as if the veins on the back of his hand were about


    to


    explode, his shoulders quivering with anger.