"Feel free to ask if you need my help, Mr. Beckett." Daniel was extremely polite as if Jasper were his
boss.
Meanwhile, the temperature in the car gradually rose. Jasper''s and Alyssa''s lips intertwined in a deep
and lingering kiss.
As Jasper reluctantly ended this euphoric moment, he smiled in satisfaction.
No one could tell whether this satisfaction was due to Daniel''s response or Alyssa''s enthusiastic
reaction.
When the call ended, Alyssa''s forehead was covered in a thinyer of sweat.
"Do you have clones? You''re involved everywhere. You even have people by Onder''s side?"
She lightly panted in Jasper''s embrace, her gaze soft and tender. "Those people in the political field are
all cunning. They''re all snobs who favor the rich.
"Especially those in positions like chief secretary. Being the high-ranking officials'' confidants, they''re
the most difficult to win over. How did you buy him over?"
Jasper gently stroked her sweat-dampened hair, raising an eyebrow. "Because I''m rich and respectable
enough."
"Cut it out... Such a big ego." Alyssa poked his cheek with her fingertip.
"Daniel has been with Onder for many years. But as far as I know, Onder is hot-tempered and
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extremely harsh on his subordinates. Working under him is like walking on thin ice.
"Even though Daniel has had several opportunities for promotion, Onder deliberately suppressed
him. If you were in his shoes, would you still be loyal to such a boss?"
Alyssa nodded understandingly. "So, he found that the political path was not viable and decided to
switch to the business field. You took the opportunity to promise him some benefits, like arranging for
him to enter Beckett Group if he worked for you. Am I right?"
Jasper''s eyes were full of affection as he smiled. "Lyse, you''re truly clever."
"Train this Daniel well. He''s quite quick-witted. He could please both of his bosses while being discreet.
He''ll surely be useful in the future." Alyssa''s bright eyes sparkled with intelligence.
Thinking he had everything arranged, Josh was about to send someone to quickly get Daisy and
Timothy out of the venue when Ss and a group of prosecutors approached them fiercely.
"J-Josh, how did they get in?" Daisy trembled behind Josh. Her aristocratic demeanor waspletely
gone.
Josh gritted his teeth, looking at Ss with a dark expression as he walked up to him.
"Mr. Josh, things don''t always go your way. No matter how you try to block and resist, the light of justice
will eventually shine through."
Ss looked at him with a half-smile, his presence exuding righteousness.
"After all, Sna City doesn''t belong to the Schmidts. Some people dare to think they can suppress
others with power, ying god. I think they''re just walking into hell with their own feet."
Josh was infuriated but could only maintain a stiff smile. "Mr. Taylor, I don''t understand what you''re
saying."
Ss raised an eyebrow. "I''m not here as a Taylor. I''m here as a prosecutor. Step aside. Don''t block the
way."
With that, he forcefully bumped into Josh, leading his team into the venue.
Josh shook off the pain from the shoulder collision and red maliciously at Ss'' retreating figure, his
gaze cutting like a venomous dagger.
"Josh! What do we do? Oh, what do we do? They''re going to arrest Tim! Stop them!" Daisy was frantic,
shaking Josh''s arm wildly.
"Shut up!" Josh couldn''t take it anymore and shouted angrily.
Shocked, Daisy left her mouth half-opened, instantly bing mute.
Faced with all the cameras, the articte Timothy turned pale. Even his hair was a mess. The only
thing he wanted to do now was escape.
Just then, brisk footsteps approached, and everyone instinctively made way.
"Look! It''s the prosecution team!"
When Timothy heard that, he shuddered violently.
Meanwhile, Ss strode toward him authoritatively and presented an arrest warrant.
The buzzing crowd suddenly fell silent.
Only Ss'' clear and stern voice resonated.
"Timothy Clemons, you''re suspected of corruption, abuse of power, and illicit affairs. Pleasee with
us for investigation."