Landon smirked. His lips curled as he looked at Alyssa.


    “Grandpa, truth be told, when I first saw Alyssa, I was deeply captivated. I Immediately pursued her


    passionately.”


    Zoe gritted her teeth as she listened, despising every bit of it.


    “What? You pursued this Taylor girl?”


    Surprised, Cornelius asked with curiosity, “Why didn’t you two end up together? I heard people say


    you’re


    quite thedies’ man.”


    Penelope was speechless hearing the conversation.


    “Well, she wasn’t interested in me,” Landon confessed, scratching his head sheepishly.


    “Even you weren’t good enough? Does she think she can marry someone from heaven?” Cornelius


    was


    somewhat displeased.


    But considering Alyssa’s ex-husband was Jasper, his grandson’s defeat wasn’t too embarrassing.


    “30 years ago, a guy named Ronald Branson worked at TS Network. He not only teamed up with you in


    numerous shows but also served you in various capacities for a long time. Your connection with him is


    quite peculiar.


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    “Even L and many famous TS Network directors are familiar with Ronald. Yet, you insist on not


    knowing him. Are you certain it’s not a memorypse or dementia?” Alyssa scrutinized Sophia with a


    stern look.


    Sophia, with intelligence seemingly only fit for nting rice, somehow ascended from humble origins to


    a


    position among the wealthy and privileged.


    One could only say that Javier was more blind than his own son.


    Sophia stubbornly defended herself, stating, “I don’t know any Ronalds! Does that mean I must know


    them just because they know me?”


    “Mrs. Beckett, you forget things too easily. Let me jog your memory a bit.”


    Alyssa descended the stairs gracefully and approached the Beckett couple.


    Before Sophia’s eyes, a cold glint appeared. It was an elegant silver lily-shaped tinum pendant. It


    was gleaming cold like a sharp de poised to slit her throat at any moment!


    Her heart raced, and her lips trembled.


    In bewilderment, she couldn’t help but wonder how it ended up in Alyssa’s hands. It was impossible.


    Javier furrowed his brows, sensing Sophia trembling in his embrace. Despite her efforts to conceal it,


    the


    tremors were evident.


    “What’s this? Why are you showing me this?” Sophia evaded Alyssa’s gaze.


    “Sophie, I remember. This is your ne.” Javier’s expression tightened, and he spoke with a stern


    tone.


    “When we first met, you always wore it. You said it was the only thing your mother left you, a precious


    heirloom. But one day, you stopped wearing it. I asked where it went, and you said you identally lost


    it while filming, and it made you sad for a long time. I remember it’s this lily pendant ne.”


    Sophia’s ears rang with a deafening noise!


    She remembered now. She did tell Javier that-specifically, she fabricated this lie to gain his affection.


    Over the years, Sophia built herself on countless lies. There were too many lies for her to remember.


    “So, this ne was your mother’s heirloom, Mrs. Beckett? Oh, that’s something significant for you.”


    Alyssa observed the pendant, her eyes glinting with a cold light.


    “Why would such a significant item be in the possession of that attacker? It was carefully kept in an


    exquisite jewelry box when we discovered it. It appears that this ne holds importance for Mr.


    Branson as well.”